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Performed By: T3
Length: 3:36
Written by: Tyler Clancy




T3 - Original Lyrics




Looked up to the sky cuz I dream a lot
Everybody fiending just to see the top
What's gon' happen tell me what you made
Of tell me who think they taking me down today
I see you like the way that I been moving
Bud so loud like I got torpedos boomin'
Lefty tried to tell me he know I ain't going
I don't even play these games but I'm always scoring
You know I'll hit that top back come that Sunday morning
I just wanna take a look at all the birds soaring
You staying local, but I'm trying to tour and
The money speaking to me it sound like it's foreign
F*ck it, make it rain bitch yeah I'm out here pouring
And these young bitches stripping they name all Lauren
Man you know I got it, got that shit recording
I'm all about the money cuz that's what's important

Are you the real deal that's the first question
Trying to make sense if she want my passion
But to be honest that's beside me fool
Let's get back to work cuz the money is what's the ritual
Talking physical, cynical, individuals making this world seem pitiful
Be original

And I got issues but I keep it smooth
Try to match my motto something you should do
I got my money on some better shit
Don't try and stop me now I'm on next level shit
Told ya my dog I'm on a different level
Gotta load up man just keep a schedule
Back track is never, you ain't right then you are not essential
But I've just lead you something like a pencil
Drawn the plan didn't need a stencil
I've been told you are not acceptable
Probably cuz I ain't never been that susceptible
To all the shit that y'all be worrying about
You the type to talk not from your mouth I'm constantly being talked about
I ain't never singled out, never had one single doubt
Never handing singles out, hits all day singlin' out
And now I'm running over you with a single route
And I'm going in, I'm going in down know if I'm gon' stop
Gon' play to win, gon' play it again gotta keep my shit top notch
I'm blasting in with some basterd friends my head's spinning like clocks
So when it's time to get it cracking can you keep up with that watch, look

Are you the real deal that's my last question
Trying to make sense if you want my blessing
But to be honest that's beside me fool
Let's get back to work cuz the money is what's the ritual
I'm talking physical, one cynical, one individual making this world seem pitiful
F*ck being original

You try to little your
Self with all these, materials
Shit's hysterical
The shit's hysterical
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Looked up to the sky cuz I dream a lot
Everybody fiending just to see the top
What's gon' happen tell me what you made
Of tell me who think they taking me down today
I see you like the way that I been moving
Bud so loud like I got torpedos boomin'
Lefty tried to tell me he know I ain't going
I don't even play these games but I'm always scoring
You know I'll hit that top back come that Sunday morning
I just wanna take a look at all the birds soaring
You staying local, but I'm trying to tour and
The money speaking to me it sound like it's foreign
F*ck it, make it rain bitch yeah I'm out here pouring
And these young bitches stripping they name all Lauren
Man you know I got it, got that shit recording
I'm all about the money cuz that's what's important

Are you the real deal that's the first question
Trying to make sense if she want my passion
But to be honest that's beside me fool
Let's get back to work cuz the money is what's the ritual
Talking physical, cynical, individuals making this world seem pitiful
Be original

And I got issues but I keep it smooth
Try to match my motto something you should do
I got my money on some better shit
Don't try and stop me now I'm on next level shit
Told ya my dog I'm on a different level
Gotta load up man just keep a schedule
Back track is never, you ain't right then you are not essential
But I've just lead you something like a pencil
Drawn the plan didn't need a stencil
I've been told you are not acceptable
Probably cuz I ain't never been that susceptible
To all the shit that y'all be worrying about
You the type to talk not from your mouth I'm constantly being talked about
I ain't never singled out, never had one single doubt
Never handing singles out, hits all day singlin' out
And now I'm running over you with a single route
And I'm going in, I'm going in down know if I'm gon' stop
Gon' play to win, gon' play it again gotta keep my shit top notch
I'm blasting in with some basterd friends my head's spinning like clocks
So when it's time to get it cracking can you keep up with that watch, look

Are you the real deal that's my last question
Trying to make sense if you want my blessing
But to be honest that's beside me fool
Let's get back to work cuz the money is what's the ritual
I'm talking physical, one cynical, one individual making this world seem pitiful
F*ck being original

You try to little your
Self with all these, materials
Shit's hysterical
The shit's hysterical
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Writer: Tyler Clancy
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