"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
Saying 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 hoes around us
Moved out to Hollywood, turned out the Hollyhood
Three phones, 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)
Foot been on the gas so long, I hit vanishing point
Saying 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 hoes around us
Moved out to Hollywood, turned out the Hollyhood
Three phones, 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)
