23 by Tyson S.T lyrics

23

Tyson S.T

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Somebody might fall tonight
I wanna know who I gotta send for
I got enough for tonight
Girl we can do a dinner if you in though
Somebody might fall tonight
I wanna know who I gotta send for
I got enough for tonight
Girl we can do a dinner if you in though

I'm still calling
I'm with a pretty twenty three she like Jordan
And You don't have to leave tomorrow in the morning
I need that L-o-v until you get boring
Lil baby I'm falling
I'm still calling
I'm with a pretty twenty three she like Jordan
And You don't have to leave tomorrow in the morning
I need that L-o-v until you get boring
Lil baby I'm falling

Call me when you're done
Cause you know I'm on the run
Feeling what I feel
Especially when you on top
I got what you need
That's why you my lil fiend
Told you I'm with it baby
So please do not cause a scene
Put that ass on me
Move low-key
Player it off, need 'bout seven links yeah
Leave a mess, stains on my sheets yeah
See it through, driving in the rain yeah

Somebody might fall tonight
I wanna know who I gotta sin for
I got enough for tonight
Girl we can do dinner if you in though
Somebody might fall tonight
I wanna know who I gotta sin for
I got enough for tonight
Girl we can do dinner if you in for
Yeah
Girl we can do dinner if you in for
Yeah, yeah
Cause somebody might fall tonight
Lil baby I'm falling

I'm still calling
I'm with a pretty twenty three she like Jordan
And You don't have to leave tomorrow in the morning
I need that L-o-v until you get boring
Lil baby I'm falling
I'm still calling
I'm with a pretty twenty three she like Jordan
And You don't have to leave tomorrow in the morning
I need that L-o-v until you get boring
Lil baby I'm falling

I'm ready
Even when you not here
I'm ready
Prolly got my heart here
I'm ready
Even when my heart spill out
Even when my heart spill out
I'm ready
Even when you not here
I'm ready
Prolly got my heart here
I'm ready
Even when my heart spill out
Even when my heart spill out

I'm ready
Even when you not here
I'm ready
Prolly got my heart here
I'm ready
Even when my heart spill out
Even when my heart spill out
I'm ready
Even when you not here
I'm ready
Prolly got my heart here
I'm ready
Even when my heart spill out
Even when my heart spill

For the most part I'd like to think I'm always covered
But if I'm not Its fine
Cause I got my brother's
My hustle and all the time
To try again and love you right
You were seeing someone else when you fancied one my eyes
Understand me tonight
I'm gonna make a spin round the corner and park on by the side
The place got a tree and you high
If you think I'd never give you the chance to slide
Pretty faces and little smiles
Every picture perfect
Every meeting nervous
These letters written in cursive give me

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Tyson S.T

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Gold on me god bless
Hoes want me god bless
Foes want beef I rest
Don't go beat my chest
Pole no lean I get
Shots at teams I fetch
Foes want beef I rest
Don't go beat my chest
I got that gold on me god bless
They know they hoes want me god bless
I know those foes want beef I rest
Boy please aye don't go beat my chest
They got them poles no lean I get
I throw them shots at teams I fetch
I know those foеs want beef I rest
Boy please ayе don't go beat my chest
No problem

Bitch it's like 4 in the morning
I really be zoning and zoning and zoning
Boy rest in peace pop smoke
And rest in peace Kobe
This girl gonna suck me
I know that she want me
She fine like a meal out the oven and warming
I pick me a side and I ride till the morning
I'm willing to die behind mines in the moment
You really my slime put the c in component
Feelings
Hot girl bad as bitch, woo
Pop smoke dance with the kick, woo
Midas is right on my wrist
If I'm writing I'm hitting like black power fists
Fuck it
Tell em to send me the budget cop me gear
Like camo trousers do you copy copy here
Well fuck your war at every corner turn
Nigga industry fear me I'm something worse
Boy they wasn't feeling me I got it first
Y'all a bunch of sheep I got followers
And my style dripping like a Jerry curl
Boy I'm cutting up like
Where your barber works
All my hoes tripping like Chipo and friends
Give a fuck bout your comments
I buried my friends
An nobody want problems or been to my ends
Have to live on the charts moving out of my rents
When the shots getting fired
They stood on a fence
Lemme break this shit down nigga
Here come the stems
I got opps I got fiends I got Angels
And demons an fiver other reasons
Your girl on my neck
This a shoutout to Peezus I'm nice with the lens
Boy the eyes twenty vision like Kia that bends
Had to drive your fans crazy
And drop top the Benz
Got a call from my plug like
We dropping again
Gold on me god bless
Hoes want me god bless
Foes want beef I rest
Don't go beat my chest
Pole no lean I get
Shots at teams I fetch
Foes want beef I rest
Don't go beat my chest

My lifes a prophecy
When you listen to the quotes
I be amongst the goats
I got it covered like its some coats
I'm thinking bout it dont wanna be new wave
I got me some boats
I could just easily be in my easy me
Or become ruthless like Easy E
Look at the game ain't no pleasing me
Streets ain't releasing me
Ankles tied up in some ropes
Rap got me closest to dreaming this evening
I'm dropped in this process
Achieving not leaving
It really make more sense
They cheating and leading
Even bleeding more cents
They really be breeding greed
You need an old lense
To see how they peak and be
They feeding more dense
Records, they repeat a beat
And reading no sense
I'm treating this heat
I mean to be the more tense
Version of 2Pac
Motherfuck what you got
My niggas they too got
The deepest and true gut to eat up this shit
Ima beat up this shit
When I linked up with Beatshoven and Feziekk
I felt in my heart I believe in this shit
That we be relieving this shit
But I still reveal an arm like its a short sleeve in this shit
My niggas ain't thieving and shit
Unless its jack and leaving with the shit

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I burn a bridge an send a boat and get mad when you don't get on it
This pimping a never change I learnt the ropes an always flaunt it
You going hit my phone regardless
Hol up
Lemme rewind and get them up to speed at where our troubles really started
Caramel skin thick lil bundle of bad news
Perfect hair devil lips with those eyes that sway a room
You knew I knew I about you
Talking all confused like you ain't know I'm bout to make you the luckiest in the room
My name rolling off thе tongue after weeks of games in thе sheets finally
But relationships for me were kinda untimely
At least I told the truth
You got a boyfriend too
Cause I mean look at you
Do you own a mirror
I don't think I've said this clearer
Make yourself useful when all your make up clear up
Spose to be a threat instead you outchea posting pictures
Rooftop parties with empty bottles and gossip niggas
At least your face perfect
At least you taste perfect
Or at least you did
I got a show with my bros you said you coming quick
I start to laugh and call you back and ask what car you in
Your friend took snaps you probably in
Your boyfriend showed in all the pics
But only God forgives
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved

This verse for you who think you pimping
You playing a losing game against some street made women
Lemme run you a scenario to help your ass get it
Cause you barely doing damage homie listen
Let my words run
You going piss ya girl off
She going call her hoe friends
Then go to the club wearing her single for the nightdress
Next day you going phone her cause last night you thought her phone dead
She going tell you while hungover we'll talk later it's still morning
You'll tell her your sorry
She'll tell you it's okay
You'll agree to disagree for acting on your own way
Next time you go get her from her friends they laugh with eyes
Because she woke up to your message in bed with another guy
Must be booboo the fool McDonald the goofy up in this bitch
And her birthday was last month and you prolly got her a gift
While somebody packaged her ribs
Probably get PTSD when her phone probably blinks
Boy it's who you think it is
I seen your hoodies in her crib
To each his own
At least I know I don't get played by no bitch
I played the game and set the rules centre stage is the trick
My girls respect me and business and I love em for that shit
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved

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