Текст песни VOICEMAIL - Tim Foil

Yeah

I'm getting cocky
You can't stop me
Bitch I'm not a carbon copy
I'm OG
Never sloppy
I'm like OJ
Taking bodies
When I rhyme
I steal your shawty
Make you wanna leave the party
Times are hard
But I'm still winning
Making every single minute
Every season
That I'm breathing
Smile so big
I can't stop cheesing
So don't waste your time cheating
Life will catch up to you easy
I been making power moves
Since I've been out the womb
Take a look at your life
You could learn a thing or two
Human cage
You're out the zoo
Bout time to break loose
It's your time to groove
So get up and move
Shake your ass
To the tunes
Stomp your feet
Shake the room
Get drunk
Act a fool
And make the people say
Woo!
(Yeah that's it haha)

I ain't dancing cause the fruit juice
I just wanna let loose
Going up to Canada
And get myself a pet moose
Project
We started this
Slim Jim talking
Red walking
You got a little gift in your stocking
Keep watching
Before I switch it up
Change the station
Before we stay the same
Mind changing
Can't explain it
How I'm feeling this time
But I know that I'm fine
Cause I know what I got is mine
For me
It's all
Borrowed time
As I lay by the window
Take me now
This peace of mind
Enchanted by the symbol

The world keeps turning
My heart keeps burning
Don't know, still searching
Don't know for certain
While I'm still learning
My mind still yearning
The clock keeps swirling
I'm stuck in a whirlwind
Don't know how it goes
Don't know how it's working
Hop in the ride
In the fast lane I'm swerving
Tell me right now was it all really worth it
When I calm down
Know that I am perfect
Me and all my boys go way out
All we wanna do is get paid now
See me at the station
See me on the stage now
Know that I am patient
Know that I can't wait now
Never get complacent
Never checking em out
Not a fan of fake shit
Shouldn't open your mouth
Shoulda closed it and sat down
Not the one to act out
My drums they slap now
They know I'm back now

Out the water David Hasselhoff
Turned into an astronaut
Going to the moon
With the blunt cause I'm blasting off
Sad? no but rap alone
But when I leave they clap for us
It's gun clip you add it up
No, no clones
The FOMO it grows
Out another song
Another bong hit
It helps me focus on the mic
I'm toasted
Only cold shit
Funk it up

I said
Have you had enough
Can you funk it up?
Can you?
I said
Have you had enough
Can you funk it up?
Can you?
I said
Have you had enough
Can you funk it up?
Can you?
I said
Have you had enough
Can you funk it up?
Can you?

Yeah that's it Haha