AyyeitsJustiin - TINMAN!

The only Rari that can afford is a Lego set
Talkin' all that talk but they won't shut up, they ain't hear me yet
If they don't like me then it's fuck em, I won't be upset
I'm a shit talker, getting money, I won't break a sweat
I know they not shit talking, last I heard that boy in debt
He got better luck risking his life playing Russian roulette
I'm an artist, go ahead and draw you out of silhouette
You said you a dog, I go put you down like I'm a vet

I am not having beef with a dead man
You beef gone bad, we gon' put you in a trash can
Fill his body up with metal, turn him to the tin man
Switch sides so much that I thought he just went trans
You have not been him, you just been ham
Bitch, I'm a goat, they should put me in a Space Jam
No bitch, this halal, not goat, this lamb I should kick you out just for asking, God damn

Please get out of my DMs if you asking for money
Do me a favor, check out Indeed, I'm not being funny
Stop acting like the big dog, you a little puppy
You can't sit with us at this table if you dress bummy
He not slime, wipe his nose, it's just runny
He not in a gang, he on his period, he just bloody
Why does he think he hard as fuck, he just a dummy
That boy done got away with so much, he just got hella lucky

Play it safe, that's the biggest risk you'll ever take
Keep it real, tell me why you think you better act and fake
Cut the grass, tell me why I wanna see a snake?
Kept my circle small for a minute before it was too late
I never rest, fuck the sleep, I like staying awake
Fuck waiting on a waiter, I go and make my own plate
Said that in that one song and I'm still here, I'm taking that weight
Fuck waiting for a spot, you waiting, you getting replaced

Steak and shrimp, breakfast, lunch and dinner
Still thanking god, but I'm a natural born sinner
Tell me why you wearing Champion, but you is not a winner
This the scary season, Playboy hoodie for the winter
Ugh, she ran off with who? Forget her I could do it better, even if you beg to differ
How you break the bread, but you not even the bread winner?
Mmm, heard you capping, you not in a sprinter

Shit, Seagull made the beat and he delivered
Brody making magic with a stick like he a wizard
You ain't got no flavor in your shit, you way too bitter
You think your bitch bad, but I think my bitch is thicker
You think you too cold, I won't even feel a shiver
Don't try to come back now, I won't even reconsider
Stop acting for the net, boy, you not even a killer
This game of life not easy, you just stuck playing beginner
Ayo Seagull, stop flying
Ayo Babs, fuck them bitches up

Written by:
Justin Bouajram

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