Teeayebee - The Hand God Gave Me

Smoked out press record gotta story to tell
About a nigga named Tim from stl
He's not afraid to fail not afraid to fall
No matter what through it all dude gon stand tall
It's a fact under pressure he ain't gon crack
Fam solid u can tell he been through hell n back
Practice what he preach he ain't faking on beats
Dude really n da streets where they playing 4 keeps
I done seen em n dat chevy n da craziest spots
Ion c em on da block but I do c em out
He b all over always cracking jokes like the joker
Eyes always red never seen dude sober
He affiliated play wit him u might get hurt
Mostly alone but he b wit the worst of worst
He a go getta I can't knock his hustle
He came up from the struggle shit we all trying to bubble

I'm certified like a letter wit the seal engraved
Street nigga do whatever so the bills get paid
Real humble most my family 6ft n a grave
I'm just trying to do the most with the hand God gave

Playing wit time is a crime to dude
Stay n a pleasant mood never seen em lose his cool
Yea he keep a tool that's the only way that he move
Cali smoke is n da air when he step n da room
He ain't ballin like he wanna but he got ideas
He got inventory similar to Ikeas
Whatever u want homie can get it to u
Long as u got it he got people that'll bring it to u
Business man can't lie he a real nigga
When it don't go smooth he deal with the issue
Know how to market never stagnant always moving forward
N da county homie str8 put up a billboard
Apple Watch wearer know Zach could of got a carrera
But he got that new ball chevy cuz he felt it was fresher
Dude real keep 1 when u bump n2 em
U bound to c em cuz it's small up n St. Louis

I'm certified like a letter wit the seal engraved
Street nigga do whatever so the bills get paid
Real humble most my family 6ft n a grave
I'm just trying to do the most with the hand God gave

Written by:
TImothy Bolden

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