ThouxanBanFauni - T. O. M. L. lyrics
[ThouxanBanFauni - T. O. M. L. lyrics]
Just this I do
Just this world I'll never disappoint
Foot been on the gas so long
I hit vanishing point
Say you never been out the sky, dive
I just poured up
Trust fall, no parachute, God got us
Baptized in mud, mud, mud, mud, mud
Casket gon' be buried under
Perc' 30s chopped up had to detox my guts
Nurse hit me with a IV plug
Put some niggas in the dirt
Left them in the dust
Niggas caught me lacking, cool
Okay I fucked up but don't get it fucked up
At least y'all pussies smart enough to duck
I don't give out no handouts no more
Yeah you gotta earn my trust
You go back on your word
Then it never meant that much
In a different tax bracket
Plus lot of bad hoеs around us
Moved out to Hollywood
Turned out the Hollyhood
Three phonеs, two assistants
Hunnid fifty shooters all hitting shit
Couple girlfriends, few mistresses
A few ex-wives, no kids yet
Lot of enemies, enemies, enemies, enemies
Enemies
Grand daddy said everything beyond this porch
Want to end me right now
Big stick, holds lost souls
And a clip on the outside
I be smoking all up in the sky, hold up baby
Don't pay him no mind
Coming down hard, nosedive, I relapse
I really didn't try
Epilepsy, just look at the lie, yeah
Prada shades over my eye
This shit fall, the flight a long way down
Might as well enjoy the ride
Having the time of my life, oh
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Having the time of my life time of my life
Having the time of my life
(Indigo, Okay, Embasin)
Just this world I'll never disappoint
Foot been on the gas so long
I hit vanishing point
Say you never been out the sky, dive
I just poured up
Trust fall, no parachute, God got us
Baptized in mud, mud, mud, mud, mud
Casket gon' be buried under
Perc' 30s chopped up had to detox my guts
Nurse hit me with a IV plug
Put some niggas in the dirt
Left them in the dust
Niggas caught me lacking, cool
Okay I fucked up but don't get it fucked up
At least y'all pussies smart enough to duck
I don't give out no handouts no more
Yeah you gotta earn my trust
You go back on your word
Then it never meant that much
In a different tax bracket
Plus lot of bad hoеs around us
Moved out to Hollywood
Turned out the Hollyhood
Three phonеs, two assistants
Hunnid fifty shooters all hitting shit
Couple girlfriends, few mistresses
A few ex-wives, no kids yet
Lot of enemies, enemies, enemies, enemies
Enemies
Grand daddy said everything beyond this porch
Want to end me right now
Big stick, holds lost souls
And a clip on the outside
I be smoking all up in the sky, hold up baby
Don't pay him no mind
Coming down hard, nosedive, I relapse
I really didn't try
Epilepsy, just look at the lie, yeah
Prada shades over my eye
This shit fall, the flight a long way down
Might as well enjoy the ride
Having the time of my life, oh
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Time of my life, having the time of my life
Having the time of my life time of my life
Having the time of my life
(Indigo, Okay, Embasin)