Tinsel V1
Its been like...
4 scores since i walked away from a war
Frontline for a standard, the city could not ignore. Aye
Had to lay it down for kicking in peoples doors
We all have our season... 2 F***S what you did with yours
Alfred to AKcolades we still keeping a blamey
Buried all the fonk but i know some niggas cant stand me (look)
I show you who running shit if you let me
A made nigga, who'll knock you like Joe Pesci
Guess who is Back
YungN only set in the Trap for a brief sec that cook and proceed left
Money on the line, leave even or leave wet
We heathens these Niggas pussy, get f*cked and it leave stretched
Still on that Ape shit not to be played with
I'll Shoot you in the Face dont need to say shit
Alert the town that its bout to Go down before they hand over the Crown tell the world for me
Brace ya self, Changa tell em its bout to hurt abit
Wats greater than Great my nigga we never heard of it
Northsides most high
Just has its Perfect Fit
This yungN's wanted like Tea, tell em to serve em this
Hold On
Im just warming up
I think i should make it rain since it aint stormed in months
Surpise showers not in to warning much
If you dont give a "muthafucc" we Dont Give a F*ck
What
Too Unstable like I aint walking fine
Plus the flow wet need a few caution signs
But get to that bag Iaint tripping, got no strings to tie
Unless you tryna leave early like its offering time
But aint no running from this shit, betta sit quick
Back to shaking the game like a hit stick
This wrist spent, endless nights at work tryna whip bricks
Talkin thick grits
Just to serve it back to the streets
I know they miss this
Cntelligent, knuckle headed but elegant
Come from a time where we all strived to get hella rich
Cross one of mine and i'm out knocking and nailing shit
Comes with a price talking bloodmoney and fellowship
I'm heaven sent culture control veteran
The streets medicine my divinity's evident
Its ruthless but be honest why im here?
To Usher in something the world fear and thats us... #SmallCircle... Tinsel
Ah tell the world that im back
Yung Tinsel - Welcome Home Lyrics
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Tinsel V1
Its been like...
4 scores since i walked away from a war
Frontline for a standard, the city could not ignore. Aye
Had to lay it down for kicking in peoples doors
We all have our season... 2 F***S what you did with yours
Alfred to AKcolades we still keeping a blamey
Buried all the fonk but i know some niggas cant stand me (look)
I show you who running shit if you let me
A made nigga, who'll knock you like Joe Pesci
Guess who is Back
YungN only set in the Trap for a brief sec that cook and proceed left
Money on the line, leave even or leave wet
We heathens these Niggas pussy, get f*cked and it leave stretched
Still on that Ape shit not to be played with
I'll Shoot you in the Face dont need to say shit
Alert the town that its bout to Go down before they hand over the Crown tell the world for me
Brace ya self, Changa tell em its bout to hurt abit
Wats greater than Great my nigga we never heard of it
Northsides most high
Just has its Perfect Fit
This yungN's wanted like Tea, tell em to serve em this
Hold On
Im just warming up
I think i should make it rain since it aint stormed in months
Surpise showers not in to warning much
If you dont give a "muthafucc" we Dont Give a F*ck
What
Too Unstable like I aint walking fine
Plus the flow wet need a few caution signs
But get to that bag Iaint tripping, got no strings to tie
Unless you tryna leave early like its offering time
But aint no running from this shit, betta sit quick
Back to shaking the game like a hit stick
This wrist spent, endless nights at work tryna whip bricks
Talkin thick grits
Just to serve it back to the streets
I know they miss this
Cntelligent, knuckle headed but elegant
Come from a time where we all strived to get hella rich
Cross one of mine and i'm out knocking and nailing shit
Comes with a price talking bloodmoney and fellowship
I'm heaven sent culture control veteran
The streets medicine my divinity's evident
Its ruthless but be honest why im here?
To Usher in something the world fear and thats us... #SmallCircle... Tinsel
Ah tell the world that im back
Its been like...
4 scores since i walked away from a war
Frontline for a standard, the city could not ignore. Aye
Had to lay it down for kicking in peoples doors
We all have our season... 2 F***S what you did with yours
Alfred to AKcolades we still keeping a blamey
Buried all the fonk but i know some niggas cant stand me (look)
I show you who running shit if you let me
A made nigga, who'll knock you like Joe Pesci
Guess who is Back
YungN only set in the Trap for a brief sec that cook and proceed left
Money on the line, leave even or leave wet
We heathens these Niggas pussy, get f*cked and it leave stretched
Still on that Ape shit not to be played with
I'll Shoot you in the Face dont need to say shit
Alert the town that its bout to Go down before they hand over the Crown tell the world for me
Brace ya self, Changa tell em its bout to hurt abit
Wats greater than Great my nigga we never heard of it
Northsides most high
Just has its Perfect Fit
This yungN's wanted like Tea, tell em to serve em this
Hold On
Im just warming up
I think i should make it rain since it aint stormed in months
Surpise showers not in to warning much
If you dont give a "muthafucc" we Dont Give a F*ck
What
Too Unstable like I aint walking fine
Plus the flow wet need a few caution signs
But get to that bag Iaint tripping, got no strings to tie
Unless you tryna leave early like its offering time
But aint no running from this shit, betta sit quick
Back to shaking the game like a hit stick
This wrist spent, endless nights at work tryna whip bricks
Talkin thick grits
Just to serve it back to the streets
I know they miss this
Cntelligent, knuckle headed but elegant
Come from a time where we all strived to get hella rich
Cross one of mine and i'm out knocking and nailing shit
Comes with a price talking bloodmoney and fellowship
I'm heaven sent culture control veteran
The streets medicine my divinity's evident
Its ruthless but be honest why im here?
To Usher in something the world fear and thats us... #SmallCircle... Tinsel
Ah tell the world that im back
Writer: Martez Edgar
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