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Correct Timothy Lyrics
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Correct Timothy
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Timothy [Hook] I gave my all to my people X 4 Come near the alter I peeped you Tryna find Christ, yea I see you Looking for godly things need you x 2 Thank God for all of the lessons Thank God for all of the blessings Thank God for all of the times that I strolled up I rolled up the weed I was stressing [Trap like the plate for collection] Na Na Na Na X2 You gotta stay focused She want Chanel She want the Fendi And she want Givenchy Broke down the hard in the kitchen I stuck to the mission Fucking wit Timothy When you get a pack You gotta flip and get it back And gotta run up them digits Get money my chemistry Run up them digits It’s still fuck the industry [Run up you timid] Go-Realer is enter me [Verse] I was fucked up. I swear it wasn’t clicking Then I switched who my clique is [Taliban] Then I fucked up them digits [Don’t steal from the ministry] Nobody can limit me Stay down and when nobody feel you just kill em Blessed for real [Blessed] I’m blessed for real [Blessed] [Hook] I gave my all to my people X 4 Come near the alter I peeped you Tryna find Christ, yea I see you Looking for godly things need you x 2 Thank God for all of the lessons Thank God for all of the blessings Thank God for all of the times that I strolled up I rolled up the weed I was stressing [Trap like the plate for collection] Na Na Na Na X2 You gotta stay focused She want Chanel She want the Fendi And she want Givenchy Broke down the hard in the kitchen I stuck to the mission Fucking wit Timothy When you get a pack You gotta flip and get it back And gotta run up them digits Get money my chemistry It’s still fuck the industry Go-Realer is enter me [Verse] You shoot shots on the internet I shoot shots at my enemy’s When God got all into me Knew I blow up my nigga like TNT And I met me a bad bitch [Bad bitch] X 2 She tote the 40 and spin with me And she trapping up Nigga you know it’s me When I pull up that dosha and rolling weed Trap out the same outfit for a week Police want all the real niggas extinct She think tom is my real name She don’t care, yea she just want a bean I payed her rent. Payed her nails and her weave She do the most so I can’t fuck wit skeezers I want a lil bitch to fuck when I please her I get in traffic get P gone Trapping in some loafers and a peacoat Drip leave you lost like Nemo I get you gone like chemo Niggas want smoke Send C notes Niggas want smoke Send B notes [Hook] I gave my all to my people X 4 Come near the alter I peeped you Tryna find Christ, yea I see you Looking for godly things need you x 2 Thank God for all of the lessons Thank God for all of the blessings Thank God for all of the times that I strolled up I rolled up the weed I was stressing Na Na Na Na X2 You gotta stay focused She want Chanel She want the Fendi And she want Givenchy Broke down the hard in the kitchen I stuck to the mission Fucking wit Timothy When you get a pack You gotta flip and get it back And gotta run up them digits Get money my chemistry Run up them digits Go-Realer is into me [Run up you timid] [Verse] My dawg switched for root of all evil My bitch switched for root of all people I know real love and intentions I know real love I don’t mention FreeBandz like Red Got the hard in like Timothy I can’t cry tears symphony I was not looking for sympathy Squeeze bless a bitch like a ministry Smoke some dope on the balcony Niggas come after me I had an epiphany We smoke Gelato No that is my hoe I dip her in tiffany [Hook] I gave my all to my people X 4 Come near the alter I peeped you Tryna find Christ, yea I see you Looking for godly things need you x 2
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