Lone Tree Rd. by TYLR C Lyrics
(Hook)
Usual suspects
On lone tree road
I ain't even big yet
I can tell, you the one you who wrote
All that trash
You talking all that
You can't even rap, uh [x2]
(Verse 1)
Usual suspects
Typical subjects
I ain't even big yet
I gotta real big tech
I'm just a reject
Making em upset
Just quit wit the nonsense
You ain't from the projects
All this shit it's effortless
90's references
I ain't generous
Boy, my talents measureless
Back at west high
Me and Tommy getting high
Selling packs at best buy
Who's the best? it's I
(Verse 2)
Back at Wuerful Park
Bulletproof sharks
Cops be chasing us in the middle of the dark
All these rappers facing us but they ain't got no heart
America be plaugin us splitting us apart
I knew from the start
So I'll show it wit my art
Imma rapper imma poet
I just do my part
They told me this my moment
I might hit the fucking charts
N if you didn't notice
Boy, I gotta kick start
(Verse 3)
Yea, I'm so cold wit it
I just roll wit it
Boy, we getting it in
No more holding shit in
A thousand, and one sins
Bring the guns in
Boosting adrenaline
Shout out to my Mexicans
Out here getting benjamins'
They ain't ever settling
They just go and take yo shit
(They just go and take your shit, uh)
(Hook)
Usual suspects
On Lone Tree road
I ain't even big yet
I can tell you the one you who wrote
All that trash
You talking all that
You can't even rap [x2]
(Verse 4)
Now you scared, ain't ya?
Better tell yo neighbors
I ain't big on paper
But I got all the flavors
Hiding from cops
Taking LSD drops
The block it's hot
I might just top this slot
Woah
Back at it again
I could never pretend
I can see thru all my lens
You ain't riding in no benz
(Verse 5)
Running from the 12 in heritage estates
Hell, we was outta place
Police calling us like our names
You could never tell if you shit was laced
Roll another and I head to outer-space
I just beat the buzzer, bitch i seal the game
N don't you ever wonder? if yo brothers real or fake
Bitch, I spit straight propane
Got my Jordans laced, MJ fade-away's
Usual suspects
On lone tree road
I ain't even big yet
I can tell, you the one you who wrote
All that trash
You talking all that
You can't even rap, uh [x2]
(Verse 1)
Usual suspects
Typical subjects
I ain't even big yet
I gotta real big tech
I'm just a reject
Making em upset
Just quit wit the nonsense
You ain't from the projects
All this shit it's effortless
90's references
I ain't generous
Boy, my talents measureless
Back at west high
Me and Tommy getting high
Selling packs at best buy
Who's the best? it's I
(Verse 2)
Back at Wuerful Park
Bulletproof sharks
Cops be chasing us in the middle of the dark
All these rappers facing us but they ain't got no heart
America be plaugin us splitting us apart
I knew from the start
So I'll show it wit my art
Imma rapper imma poet
I just do my part
They told me this my moment
I might hit the fucking charts
N if you didn't notice
Boy, I gotta kick start
(Verse 3)
Yea, I'm so cold wit it
I just roll wit it
Boy, we getting it in
No more holding shit in
A thousand, and one sins
Bring the guns in
Boosting adrenaline
Shout out to my Mexicans
Out here getting benjamins'
They ain't ever settling
They just go and take yo shit
(They just go and take your shit, uh)
(Hook)
Usual suspects
On Lone Tree road
I ain't even big yet
I can tell you the one you who wrote
All that trash
You talking all that
You can't even rap [x2]
(Verse 4)
Now you scared, ain't ya?
Better tell yo neighbors
I ain't big on paper
But I got all the flavors
Hiding from cops
Taking LSD drops
The block it's hot
I might just top this slot
Woah
Back at it again
I could never pretend
I can see thru all my lens
You ain't riding in no benz
(Verse 5)
Running from the 12 in heritage estates
Hell, we was outta place
Police calling us like our names
You could never tell if you shit was laced
Roll another and I head to outer-space
I just beat the buzzer, bitch i seal the game
N don't you ever wonder? if yo brothers real or fake
Bitch, I spit straight propane
Got my Jordans laced, MJ fade-away's