Song: Tippy Top
Artist:  LiMM
Year: 2022
Viewed: 23 - Published at: 9 months ago

[Intro]
Hey, yeah
LiMMY, LiMM, LiMM!
I cannot relate
Twos and ones
Who's got it all?
[?]

[Chorus]
A troublesome young n in the streets I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a n went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling eighths for thirty-five, I’m tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I’m a veteran
And imma run it up until a n at the tippy top, At the tippy top

[Verse]
Ask yourself what you would sacrifice to trade the cards that god put in your hands
These nights I’m moving smarter, I’m a shark within the water
My drip be bora bora, I gotta get it any means
Shawty said shе feel my aura, yes she like my innеr-g (energy)
Because I’m moving different
I feel so far gone, created distance
They can’t pick a team they be switching, which one is it?
I be on the phone with Tiny we painting pictures
We plotting on the vision, practicing what we spitting
In the Bible reading passages, I’m feeling like a pacifist
My mind it race at night, no wonder I can’t sleep, imagine this
Running these plays but I’m cautious cuz they watching
And I had to run it up, I ain’t have no other option
Speak from your heart let out that fire that they call passion
I been on my grind, ain’t been this inspired in a couple days
Put in work now all these bitches he don’t know they be feeling a way
Cuz a young n popping off (fasho)
[Chorus]
A troublesome young n in the streets I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a n went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling eighths for thirty-five, I’m tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I’m a veteran
And imma run it up until a n at the tippy top, At the tippy top

[Verse]
And I won’t fucking stop until a n really make it, make it
Cuz when you going through it it be hard to have some patience
For the ones that I love I just gotta make a way
Imma run it up this year
I’m tired of running out of fear, I have to hold my own
Seen ns change, switch up, it hurts my souls
Cut them off, no I won’t look back

[Chorus]
A troublesome young n in the streets I swear it really made my momma cry
I found my calling and a n went crazy
Rapping in the studio and selling eighths for thirty-five, I’m tryna make it by
I had to put my head down and focus on the cheese and my mental
A breed of the ghetto, believe I’m a veteran
And imma run it up until a n at the tippy top, At the tippy top

( LiMM )
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