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Tommie King - Last 24 lyrics

Artist: Tommie King

album: Last 24


(Everyday like it's my last 24)
I treat, I treat, I treat everyday like it's my last 24
I'm like what the fuck you think we make this fast money for? Yeah
Get the bag and flip it smash a trap bunny for it
And I can feel it changin' me that metanoia
I treat everyday like it's my last 24
I'm like what the fuck you think we make this fast money for?
I don't let that sucka shit get past me no more
I can feel it changin' me that metanoia
Look I use to take them l's like a metro chicagoan
Now my body just stay with ice like a toboggan (yeah)
Now I got a jewelry addiction and Fendi and Prada
Problems every highway autobahn it worst audermarin I'm hardly sorry
Atlanta snow for everybody they must be netty potting
Jewels semi-glossy if she fine bet she heavy thotting
I used to keep them beans like an edamame Fendi pour homme
Them hoes follow my word call me Mathotmas Gandhi
Don't treat 'em good I can't lie but I'm never frontin'
Wood I gave her so lit I cooked a steak on her stomach
Nowadays I'm killin' fans flow the trigger man, lit first glance
We blow it down like ceiling fans when we peelin' bands
Everywhere I go in hoe I stroll in like I'm dolemite
Frontin' like niggas blow up overnight off of open mics
I bet to the beat I look like I'm the poltergeist
6' 3" money shoulder height not 'cause I sold the white, kingshit!
I treat, I treat, I treat everyday like it's my last 24
I'm like what the fuck you think we make this fast money for? Yeah
Get the bag and flip it smash a trap bunny for it
And I can feel it changin' me that metanoia
I treat everyday like it's my last 24
I'm like what the fuck you think we make this fast money for?
I don't let that sucka shit get past me no more
And I can feel it changin' me that metanoia
I went from fan, to fan favorite
To greatness from sellin' grams like spam pages
Like fuck an advance, labels, and chance payments
Bitch I need it now
This the south
We got on my team did everything in house
Now we everything they doubt
Came up like I'm layin' down with your bitch while she top me off
Eatin' seeds like it's poppy 'cause I got sauce niggas copy dawg
Me I'm popping off, see this next years gear yo
Still independent VS1 my neck and each earlobe
Wrist hit iridescent I'm a blessing on the beat
Neck it gleam excessively from every angle and degrees
No more playin' with these niggas putting bangers in the streets
True player, that shit I'm super sayin' no kamehaha
I treat, I treat, I treat everyday like it's my last 24
I'm like what the fuck you think we make this fast money for? Yeah
Get the bag and flip it smash a trap bunny for it
And I can feel it changin' me that metanoia
I treat everyday like it's my last 24
I'm like what the fuck you think we make this fast money for?
I don't let that sucka shit get past me no more
And I can feel it changin' me that metanoia
(I treat everyday like it's my last 24)

(I treat everyday like it's my last 24)

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