Tommy Ice - Keys To The Benz lyrics

[Tommy Ice - Keys To The Benz lyrics]

Yeah, yeah tommy Season

I feel like Lil Baby because I'm
Tired of being tired of being tired
Zooming in this foreign off the Addy
Yeah I'm wired

Feel like every time I run it up
I run it up again
How come every time I look at you
Feel like I'm on the chems?
Why did every time I pull up on
You asked me where I been?
I don't like where it's heading
I wanna start again
How come everything went right when you left?
Now, I'm chasing money
I'm not waiting for your text
Now, I got a half year rent on my neck
They say money's not the key
But it got me the keys to my Benz

Everybody switch up
That's a pill that's hard to swallow
Got a little pistol but the metal tips hollow
I was going crazy, yeah
Running from my shadow
Yeah, I got homies every state
Yeah I'm tryna see you shining
They say money won't make you
Happy that's a lie
Yeah, I don't wanna FaceTime
Count it in the daytime
I been tryna make my money
I been tryna make my bands
Riding around my city with the top down
Bruce Wayne these haters see you winning
So I pulled up with my new gang
Flexing for these women
Now I pull up with Gucci shades on
Now, when I'm at your mama's house
Can I keep my J's on stuck up at my crib
I feel better when I'm outside
Stuck up on this hoe 'cause the
Shawty left me tongue tied
Every time we at shawty wanna
Turn the lights off
Why they always trying me
I'm tired of being nice guy

Feel like every time I run it up
I run it up again
How come every time I look at you
Feel like I'm on the chems
Why did every time I pull up on
You asked me where I been
I don't like where it's heading
I wanna start again
How come everything went right when you left
Now, I'm chasing money
I'm not waiting for your text
Now, I got a half year rent on my neck
They say money's not the key
But it got me the keys to my Benz

I was plotting on a Lamb
I'll be fine in my Benz
Feel like no one really care about
Me 'til I'm on the edge
Why you say I'm selfish
Hope you take back what you said
I been counting blue and green, yeah
(she left me on read)

I don't want a Honda
Yeah I'm swerving in the big bod'
Yeah, I'm with yo bitch and I'm
In my Gucci flip flops
I spend a rack on my jeans
I spend a rack on my jeans
Fuck it all, I'm just doing me
That's what I was raised to
Money fall on my jewelry, yeah
I'm tryna be grateful

Yeah, I know that I'm ready for it all
I feel like Lil Baby because I'm tired
Of being tired of being tired
Zooming in this foreign off the Addy
Yeah I'm wired

Feel like every time I run it up
I run it up again
How come every time I look at you
Feel like I'm on the chems
Why did every time I pull up on
You asked me where I been
I don't like where it's heading
I wanna start again
How come everything went right when you left
Now, I'm chasing money
I'm not waiting for your text
Now, I got a half year rent on my neck
They say money's not the key
But it got me the keys to my Benz

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