About to Blow by TNC Laid Lyrics
[Intro]
Wooh
They know I’m about to blow
Uhh
Yeah
Let’s get it nigga
[Verse]
They know I’m about to blow
In like 3 months I’m gonna need 30k a show
Since a youngin I been all about my dough
I hit the booth and give them different kinds of flows
It ain’t a nigga out there that can rap as slick as me
Build my catalog up it’s about consistency
Trying to build wealth that last financial literacy
Niggas beef on Instagram they public enemies
Taking trips back to back to New York we locking in
We selling records not dreams show you how I got it in
Gave you a chance to show your worth don’t waste my time again
Took my career to bigger heights done lost plenty friends
I’m blessed and motivated
Instead of taking game and lеarning you’d rather be a hater
Got into it about a bitch don’t call my ass to savе you
Make sure my closest homies flying private bitch we made it
Because I’m real like that
Portraying to be something you not lil nigga get you killed like that
My cousin died at 17 gave me survivors guilt
Now I’m laying up in a loft and my sheets silk
[Chorus]
I been through trails and tribulations
Made my first rap song in a basement
Travel to cities like it ain’t nothing getting wasted
She want to be like the Kardashians got a facelift
Sometimes I got to leave my city just to clear my mind
Got me a big bag on the way I keep scratching my palms
Every time I post a picture they think that I’m signed
You just another hating nigga who falling in line
They know I’m boutta blow
They know I’m boutta blow
They know I’m boutta blow
They know I’m boutta blow
[Outro]
Uh huh
Let’s get it
We going up
TNC Entertainment in this bitch
Y’all know how we coming
Uhh
They know I’m about to blow
We going up nigga
They going to feel me now
Uhh
Let’s get it
Wooh
They know I’m about to blow
Uhh
Yeah
Let’s get it nigga
[Verse]
They know I’m about to blow
In like 3 months I’m gonna need 30k a show
Since a youngin I been all about my dough
I hit the booth and give them different kinds of flows
It ain’t a nigga out there that can rap as slick as me
Build my catalog up it’s about consistency
Trying to build wealth that last financial literacy
Niggas beef on Instagram they public enemies
Taking trips back to back to New York we locking in
We selling records not dreams show you how I got it in
Gave you a chance to show your worth don’t waste my time again
Took my career to bigger heights done lost plenty friends
I’m blessed and motivated
Instead of taking game and lеarning you’d rather be a hater
Got into it about a bitch don’t call my ass to savе you
Make sure my closest homies flying private bitch we made it
Because I’m real like that
Portraying to be something you not lil nigga get you killed like that
My cousin died at 17 gave me survivors guilt
Now I’m laying up in a loft and my sheets silk
[Chorus]
I been through trails and tribulations
Made my first rap song in a basement
Travel to cities like it ain’t nothing getting wasted
She want to be like the Kardashians got a facelift
Sometimes I got to leave my city just to clear my mind
Got me a big bag on the way I keep scratching my palms
Every time I post a picture they think that I’m signed
You just another hating nigga who falling in line
They know I’m boutta blow
They know I’m boutta blow
They know I’m boutta blow
They know I’m boutta blow
[Outro]
Uh huh
Let’s get it
We going up
TNC Entertainment in this bitch
Y’all know how we coming
Uhh
They know I’m about to blow
We going up nigga
They going to feel me now
Uhh
Let’s get it