T. A. M. I ft. king_Tech Lyrics

We starting from the basics

Bring it right back

'Cause you love the way I chase it

Saying that you love me

But you never wanna face it

Checking on your body

'Cause you love the way I taste it

Money on my mind

So I gotta stay tunneled

Vision getting blurry

And my momma getting worried

Time flies by when you working on your story

Now we on top

We ain't dying for the glory

Hol' on chill

My shawty give me chills

Her body like a thrill

She taught me how to feel

In it with her feelings

but my mind is in the field

Niggas wanna talk

But I took it to the hill

2, 3 shots live him dead with the steel

If niggas want beef then niggas gotta deal

All up in my page

Put that nigga in a sage

Pass that shit to MAC

'Cause he rhyming on the way

Baby I heard you got your flex on

Yeah we next on

You should come around baby

You gotta here some

Pull up with the best one

We the right ones

Turn around give me spin

You know I like some

Baby hop on in back seat with your best friend

We could party out of town tonight

Or your pop in the front seat be my best friend

Then you know it's going down tonight

Back seat with your best friend

We could party out of town tonight

Or your pop in the front seat be my best friend

Then you know it's going down tonight

T for tenacious

A she amazing

M she miraculous

I independent

Bring it right back

Put my name on her pendent

I love the way she bend it twist it

Rub it like a lip stick

Kissing on her body

Gotta her feeling like a rich bitch

To lit big KTG let my crew hit

To sick lucid made a beat

Gotta do shit

Full clip spray it on a nigga

Now he clueless

Ruthless hated by society a nuisance

Niggas want me dead can't be round all that bullshit

Stepping out the crib gotta be on my hood shit

Tami got my heart gotta know

I could die whenever

But my Rap forever

In my space ship

We could fly wherever

Hold me down ten toes

Got my arms together

No matter the weather

Will be aways forever

We starting from the basics

Bring it right back

'Cause you love the way I chase it

Saying that you love me

But you never wanna face it

Checking on your body

'Cause you love the way I taste it

Money on my mind

So I gotta stay tunneled

Vision getting blurry

And my momma getting worried

Time flies by when you working on your story

Now we on top

We ain't dying for the glory

Baby I heard you got your flex on

Yeah we next on

You should come around baby

You gotta here some

Pull up with the best one

We the right ones

Turn around give me spin

You know I like some

Baby hop on in back seat with your best friend

We could party out of town tonight

Or your pop in the front seat be my best friend

Then you know it's going down tonight

Back seat with your best friend

We could party out of town tonight

Or your pop in the front seat be my best friend

Then you know it's going down tonight