TCO Mackin - 716ick (prod. MX The Producer)

Yea, yea…
Yea
Another bitch calling my phone
She say that you a dog
I say, Baby you a bone
Correct me if im wrong
These verses like a prayer
God be blessing every song
They ask me who i do it for
Aye plenty days and sleepless nights
Up in the studio
And they keep asking
Who i do it for
Aye plenty days and sleepless nights
Up in the studio
This one for all them young niggas
Tryna go and make a way
Locked in chains, making moves
Know right from wrong
But the Devil, he come to play
You know me
I gotta stay in my vibe
Every word I speak like magic
And im the truth
So, why lie
Coming from a place that if you winning
Then you sinning
Im just tryna reach my goals
My soul gone need some fucking cleansing
This Americas Best, I promise
You gone see the vision
Stay to myself
Dont need no help
Fuck how they feeling
Aye its the chosen ones
Mackin TCO
He be the holy one
Army full of angels, protecting
Im not the only one
Teaching em lessons
What i invest in
Now they owe me one
(And now they owe me one)
Nah forreal
This shit so real
And you gone feel it in ya spirit
Paint a picture for the blind
And the deaf could probably hear it
And if we talking money
I could spend what you make yearly
All that talking you doing
Wont ever fear me
I beat the beat up
Then kick my feet up
Its tco and i been feeling
Like the rap game need us
They say the real coming back
And nigga i am a leader
Top of my class with these raps
So its a price for a feature
Hey nice to meet ya mama
They dont want drama
Lately i been tryna go and get some commas
This that real shit
Show no emotion
To tell the truth ion feel shit
Ill ass nigga
Cant a doctor in the world heal this
Another bitch calling my phone
She say that you a dog
I say, Baby you a bone
Correct me if im wrong
These verses like a prayer
God be blessing every song
They ask me who i do it for
Aye plenty days and sleepless nights
Up in the studio
And they keep asking
Who i do it for
Aye plenty days and sleepless nights
Up in the studio
And they be paying for they streams
That shit wack
Thats like paying for the money
That you tryna fucking stack
Thats like smoking all ya weed
And you tryna fucking trap
I been litty chasing dreams
And i brought the city back
Im like gimme that
Im back on my grind
Dont play about time
Im like gimme that
Them days was dark
But Im gone shine
I been hustlin on my grind
I talk it trust that I live it
Illest nigga repping the city
716ick, Thats how I'm living
Been putting on everywhere
Like i was born for a win
I took a L but had to learn
Was feeling dormant again
But fuck that shit I want it all
Cause you get more when you win
Around the world before the fame
And now I'm touring again
AND WHEN I GO
THEY BE SINGING MY SONGS
They say I fell off, Winter (Winner) time
You feel the heat?
CAUSE WE ON
Fucking hoes and let em go
The typa shit that we on
You could cap up in these raps
But that aint whatchu be on
Nigga

Written by:
Dejon Mackin

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