Tic Tic Boom - Thorns

Damn these snakes lookin deadly they the snakes that got horns
Done gave these bitches everything but they always asking for more
My mind is steady so I'm ready to explore (yuh)
On the path to success and I already got rid of the thorns (no thorns)

Money on my mind (cash)
Let my ice making me shine (flash)
All these bitches want it but they gotta have me to get what's mine
I ain't messing with a bitch unless she got good habits
But she gotta be freak to cuz she gotta please savage (freaky)

Huh playing ball you gonna get hit with a blindside
You might be the quarterback but I'm the coach on the sideline
Going off the record and setting records call me primetime
Cuz when I shoot my shot it's all net (splash), ain't no need for overtime

Only going forward leaving back all the bad times
Along with that leaving back the bad rhymes, the bad lines
Killa in my blood like I'm from the badlands
Haven't pulled the trigger still got so much blood on my hands

Pull back the strap (yuh)
Bust down the cap (bas)
Real hustlers beat the odds that we never had (nah)
We came up from the streets (streets), never had to use the heat (heat)
Our words were the bullets shoot once, no need to repeat (automatic)

Bust out my new cuban, just got shipped into Cali (ice)
My presence gets you high like you tripping off some molly (trip trip)
Ring ring when they call me, I hate it when they call me
Pick up the phone they said there are too many bitches in the lobby
How many? Too many, too many, so many
No no, nah nah, no no

Never stop never stop chasin that bag
But you better look back to see what you have
Before if becomes something you had , yeah something you had
They say Tic you a sav and I replied bitch you bad
Smoking on a wood, never smoke my own supply (nope)
Good thing all my homies slang, all homies provide
Accidently killed this beat cuz I got too damn high
Then I said drop another beat, this time I'll roll the wood while I rhyme
Never gonna quit, I hit life with the switch
Switched all the cons out and replaced it with positives
That's the fake flex, cuz you know who the real baller is
Ain't scared to meet my end cuz I already repented for all my sins
Damn right
BOOM!

Written by:
Nehaal Prasad

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