Tim smooth my nigga my nature lyrics

f/ Apple, Taco







First Verse (Tim Smooth):







I was brought up around repeat felons



Niggas who keep sellin' they dope



In your hood, no matter what the priest tell 'em



Reached eleven and then turned buck



Go to school and don't learn FUCK!



They only in there to earn bucks



And me, I'm that homie though, Mr. Romeo



Slick talkin' dicksman I'm hawkin' straight through a pony hoe



Over the years we become one



Cuz where I come from



Roll with the rollers or you get done young



One of our goals is never get caught short



All of us gettin' swole with hustles of some sort



My hustle is hoes, but my niggas are servin' fiends



Some of them murdering



None of them Burger Kings



Seems the dream of clean green done got ghost



I'm gonna rock a crowd while my niggas rock dope



And I hope, I never get smoked cuz of somebodyin my crew



But if I do, I do







Chorus (Apple & Taco):







I...



Miss my niggas, them my niggas



I don't know why, but it be's that way







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Second Verse (Tim Smooth):







Lately I be so loaded, I don't go around my Mama



Mind my brother with brains who can't stay away from drama



Time and time again I go to God askin' him to watch me



Stop me from bein' so cold or take my soul if somebody pop me



I'm not lookin' for trouble, I'm lookin' for love



Only find it in spots where they be, cookin' the drugs



And puttin' the bud in the air like chain smokers



Cuz it maintain focus enough to bust range rovers



Came close to death more times than Bugs Bunny



Barely spun, but, done slung a ton of drug money



I was bummy, now I'm in the crib of lavishness



My FIST full of green, my jeans is full of parenting







Chorus







[One minute, thirty seconds of talking from a live phone call]







Chorus (.5x)