Lyrics It's TS - SheedTs

(I just need my space right now)

Uh, countin' so much money, I can't even sleep
Man, I used to pray for days like this, it got me feelin' weak
Pour a four and feel the geek, I feel just like Scottie P
I don't care how rich I get, you still ain't gettin' nothin' outta me
Know my mama proud of me, livin' like a prodigy, I'm just livin' honestly
'Member I was talkin' shit to B-Line like, "Who hot as me?"
All the hoes that passed me up back then say, "Acknowledge me"

Walkin' in the bank, they hold me up and give apologies
Asked me why it's Ts on the road, I said, "We gotta be"
Nigga, I been hot since no one knows, casket, 20 oz
Fuck hit the block, we hit the road fast with 20 'bows

Nigga, I was young and dumb
Fuckin' up in school and shit, was actin' like an only son
I know I ain't the only one, a nigga try phone, he done
Cream color guts, real Wock' and a cream soda

Brodie sellin' white and soft, I'm fuckin' with that green yola
Know some niggas sellin' dog, but I can't bring the team over, yeah, uh, yeah
I said, know some niggas sellin' dog, but I can't bring the team over
Know some niggas sellin' that dog still, uh, damn, uh

And yeah, we really livin', uh
I got all my own shit and still make my decisions, uh
I can feel it in bones when they play me for pigeon, uh
Yeah, my palms itchin', keep a trigger finger distance
Have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance", yeah, uh, yeah, we really livin', uh

I got all my own shit and still make my decisions, uh
I can feel it in bones when they play me for pigeon, uh
Yeah, my palms itchin', keep a trigger finger distance
Have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance", I said, have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance"
Keep a trigger finger distance, have 'em screamin' out, "Good riddance", uh, yeah

Mike Amiri denim, 12-50 wrapped around my ass
Matter fact, that's 25 'cause I bought two, so I could pass
I was really dead broke, now I'm just here burnin' cash, skrrt-in' past
Fuck it, it's 200 on this bitch, I'm thinkin' I'm gon' crash
Hold it, e'rybody draggin', askin' me what happened
I done really got it, I ain't talkin' captions, niggas on the net, fla-fla-lashin'
I can get a pfft hit, everybody captioned

Yeah, I said everybody captioned
I can get a hit, everybody, I can get a hit, everybody, uh
Yeah, I can get a hit, everybody captioned