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TY
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(Too evolved, too evolved, too evolved, ya know) Yo, TY Who'd ever thought that I would be here Name legend when I leave here Circle type never see squares Pity off the chain, motherfucker beware So far off the mark where I started at Off the mark, making meters like a dummy-half A few rappers got the ball like Cunningham But they [?] like the running man I don't need no nomination no awards to be recognized (Uh) Cause my whole city recognize Look, I'm the truth never tell a lie And the squad be my alibi Don't be fooled by these pop songs, pop songs that I drop for Cause anybody that know me know that I drop fools These pop songs is what I call getting paid, catching planes, probably getting brain on the top floor Been around a minute y'all just catching up See a brother winning now they patching up Rappers getting tough, shit ain't adding up Difference is everything I spit I back it up Yeah I see you spinning on that highway While I'm on my surfboard catching high waves Married to the game y'all bitches bridesmaids Shoot the game like a pussy I'mma kill it now What do I do? (Waves, too evolved) I made you a promise I'd turn up to turn up Got nothing to prove (Too evolved) They talking about us They hate on the boys Soon as I leave the room (Manu Crook$, yeah) And I gotta get mine I ain't tryna stay down Cause I got no option You leave me no option Never been a bitch Pride to big for this shit Man my pride probably take me to the flame You wanna see this firework like the fifth I heard a few rappers throw subliminals The same ones that don't wanna get physical The same ones that got slapped up in hitch Yeah fucking eat-ass individuals Don't let your own homeboys gas you up boy Cause everybody in the hood knows you a fuck boy And if you really got links in your own city Then catch a city link down and we can bus boy And yeah I really push weight what you really running Yeah I really got clout what you really running All you do is rap hard what you really running You ain't bout that life you ain't really running What do I do? (TY, too evolved) I made you a promise I'd turn up to turn up Got nothing to prove (Got nothing) They talking about us They hate on the boys Soon as I leave the room (Manu Crook$, yeah) And I gotta get mine I ain't tryna stay down Cause I got no option You leave me no option What you gon' do (Turn up) Tell me homie what you gon' do (What you gon' do) You don't wanna fuck with me (Woo) I don't give a fuck about you (I don't give a fuck about you) What you gon' do (Woo) Tell me homie what you gon' do (Turn up) You don't wanna fuck with me (What you gon' do) I don't give a fuck about you What do I do? (Do) I made you a promise I'd turn up to turn up Got nothing to prove (Got nothing) They talking about us They hate on the boys Soon as I leave the room (Manu Crook$, yeah) And I gotta get mine I ain't tryna stay down Cause I got no option You leave me no option What do I do? (Do) I made you a promise I'd turn up to turn up Got nothing to prove (Got nothing) They talking about us They hate on the boys Soon as I leave the room (Manu Crook$, yeah) And I gotta get mine I ain't tryna stay down Cause I got no option You leave me no option (Too evolved, too evolved, too evolved, ya know) (Too evolved, too evolved, too evolved, ya know)