Tay Prins, Type Terry – The Frame [Prod. Elvis T-max]
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Tay Prins, Type Terry – The Frame [Prod. Elvis T-max]

October 22, 2019


Sssoo, Aye, Woah! Ice Don’t start with the light just flow with
the grind I bet you I’m bright and I shine
I thrust I don’t mind yeah I leave you behind Don’t joke with me nigg* or get undermined This life not a game so don’t think you’re
dame Neither a ring you can’t dodge like Ali
Don’t be a fish confined in its tank You gon sit and watch I’d say pull up your
socks Me and my team we keen and we clean
The path that we take is foreseen We stay in the lab put nothing between
The grail that we on exists even-keeled Why you be hating just ask for my rating
This should be frustrating you know I’m creating Making em gains out the gym yeah no sprains
Just ask me again we know I’m the main I should go do what I do, baked
Walk out on you then you stay, ached Through the facade to the roof, I rose
Me and my boys we get going, disperse Couple trophies on the shelf
I’m telling you visions I see Rapping like this be a spree
You strategised made up plans yeah you schemed just to flee,
and I do not fuck with the weak Want some reaction then get to the action
This not a given you go through the traction Would be too easy with no satisfaction
And That would be lacking in overreaction Plus I could tell you I know I’m finessing
I know there’s a lot out there that be progressing My flow is insane I stay in my lane
Can’t walk out the door, without the blessing I see success in a frame I’m getting closer
to the picture. woo You laying down ,with my shoes I seem to walk
all over you I smell the bars with my nose I spit it on
the map This rap game not the NBA but we wanna ball
like it is aye I see success in a frame I’m getting closer
to the picture. You laying down ,with my shoes I seem to walk
all over you I smell the bars with my nose I spit it on
the map This rap game not the NBA but we wanna ball
like it is Je crois que j’ai plus de mots
Je suis qu’un homme et toi c’est pareil
attention quand même le monde est cruelle il t’es faut un équipe est moi c’est pareille
je le sais quand même wait uhh
Listen to me man Imma trynna stay get off my way if you trynna hate
you should be calling my name wait aye Kayaman
this ain’t no terrible fairytale try to listen imma trynna tell
I pray on my own that’s how I play it aye aye aye
drop we get down on it then marry Jane will be gone on it
she got me so loose she’s number one she been cool with me she’s my day one
aye them stoners around meh Fuck at you nigg*z that hate
Baby I’m flexing my play Please get the fuck off my way
me and you we ain’t the same I ride for my family and gang
so please don’t you fuck on ma brain this will be how we gon play
no chess no pool no poker I put the codeine down in ma cup
I pull up I lean we fly in the garden I call at ma shawty she still in the park
she jumps in the cab she trynna get out we down in the club them nigg*z turn up
I call out my plug he kinda pull up we down on the Jane
we fly in the sky we popping them bottles
man we are them ballers moi et mon gang on a le jeux
je suis dans mon lieux et je que des joints et toi c’est pareil attention quand même
le monde est cruelle I see success in a frame I’m getting closer
to the picture. You laying down, with my shoes I seem to walk
all over you I smell the bars with my nose I spit it on
the map This rap game not the NBA but we wanna ball
like it is I see success in a frame I’m getting closer
to the picture. woah You laying down ,with my shoes I seem to walk
all over you I smell the bars with my nose I spit it on
the map This rap game not the NBA but we wanna ball
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