Toby Tarantino - Mortal Combat

Who that boy? Yuh, aye
Yuh, yeah who that boy? Yuh, aye
Man who the fuck is calling me i'm tryna record
Alright alright I'll call you back bro
Lets get it, yuh, aye

How I walk up in this bitch got a lighter on my hip
Just in case I wanna spark I be smokin' after dark
Pull up put the car in park stay on point just like a dart
How she playin' with my heart yuh, aye
And I got time - just not for you
I like hunnids make me feel blue
I like it when I'm close to you
And please don't get twisted I kick it solo dolo
I'm cruising through the galaxy just like I'm Han Solo

Aye makin' money moves diamonds look like pebbles yuh
When I wear my chains it's like I'm wearing medals yuh
I just need to keep it moving I can never settle nah
I been feeling good - just like I should yuh
I remember stealing bikes - all in my hood
Cuz I always had to hustle you can't tell about my struggles
Since a lil fuckin' kid I was all about the money
You can't ever take that from me yuh
That's just my mentality
I've been in a mortal combat
Hit you with a fatality yuh, aye
Hit you with a fatality yuh, aye

And I don't think they understand I've been working on my own
Any chance that I can
I been killin' fuckin' beats
I been masterin' my craft
I ain't goin' to no war I might have to dodge a draft
I got tags all on my body got some bitches ridin' shotty
Imma make a fuckin' mil and act like I don't know nobody
Imma keep it to myself give a million to my mama
Imma treat you like a fan and that way we don't have no drama

Written by:
Tobiasz Ziemba

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