1OZOUTLAW - Tampa Niggas

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I started underground
Shit I ain't fucking dumb
Ain't fucking dumb nigga
These fucking Tampa niggas you know
These niggas keep performing at the
Same Shows!
(Yea Yea)

Same Shows!
These niggas fucking stupid
Oh Oh!
I heard the devil on my phone
I'm not your homie not your bro

Now there's conversations that niggas don't want
So, I gotta grip my pole!
You seen a lot of money in my pockets
So, a motherfucker wanna take that shit woah
One thing I hate about Tampa is niggas envy on the low
I will not stay around niggas that cannot get it on their own
Oh, yea that's right hoe!
If I see you its on sight yo!
I don't know them, but they bitch made
I've been up for six days
I got six hundred and 666 perkys!
I sneaked through the backdoor when i was serving
I heard what you said boy was it worth it?

Same Shows!
These niggas fucking stupid
Oh Oh!
I heard the devil on my phone
I'm not your homie not your bro
No
I'm not your homie not your bro
No
I'm not your homie not your bro
No
I'm not your homie not your bro

I've just been looking down
I was skirting round
I won't talk that shit on my phone
I'm not from here cause most niggas
Come there
I'm from London!
Shank a nigga up he's better deader when he gone!
Ever since I touched this city bitch I'll never trust
No one!
She popped for one she popped for fifty
Make this bitty touch her tongue
I popped a Xanax for my lunch!
We turn to monsters every month
I'll wait until they think I'm done
Then we turn killers into suds
I talk a lot of reckless shit
But you know I'll stand on it
A Percocet mixed with the fentanyl I just need to sit
Shit

Oh
The devil on my phone
Oh
I got the devil on my phone
HAHA
OHHHH

Written by:
lawrence james

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