T.T.T.T. Lyrics

Y'all on my case for what?

I been scratching my head, just wondering why

I thought you had your own life

All in my ear like I ain't ask for advice

I think, I think y'all got me fucked up

Don't assume I'm looking for solutions, boy, I'm doing well

Like I don't want the tricks - I got more than y'all, you think you can talk?

Go ahead, cut me off - oh, wait, that's right, you only like to talk

I thought I was over being misunderstood

But your mind is full of garbage

Just get away for now - I got me, I got mine

Quit freaking me out, I don't know what you're on about

They all think they tough, they think they tough

Uh-huh, I'll show you some

They all think they tough, they think they tough

Uh-huh, I'll show you some

They all think they tough, they think they tough

Uh-huh, I'll show you some

They all think they tough, they think they tough

Uh-huh, I'll show you some

Drop quick

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Drop quick

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