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1. |
Breakfast
02:36
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8 am
Luckily I didn’t lay awake again
Make it through the haze
Pick a song
Get up take a shit
Take a shower
Brush my teeth before I wash my face
And then smoke some weed so I can eat my breakfast
Just another day
Guess I’m K.O. Again
Cept this time it don’t feel like it slow the kid
I swear some days feels so good
And
all the negative
Bullshit is so distant
Those times
I nose dive in my soul mission
And wrote rhymes I spoke
Then later on get them
And
I can’t say I never was the bad guy
Side eye
Sad eye
My bad I
Stuck withcha witcha cat lives
Made it through the waters
Doesn’t mean I’m baptised
Hating on a daughter
Don’t mean I think I’m righteous
She was mean as fuck
But I guess we don’t gotta talk about that anymore
(Don’t worry about that shit TYG just make yo breakfast man) ;)
8 am
Luckily I didn’t lay awake again
Make it through the haze
Pick a song
Get up take a shit
Take a shower
Brush my teeth before I wash my face
And then I smoke some weed.
"Definitely gotta smoke some weed first"
I cannot fuck wit you all
People are slimy and that is a fact
God got me like a shawl
That’ll just cover my neck and my back (uh)
It ain’t fall in place
It’s like that cuz I planned it
Nothin falls in place you gotta go and demand it
Stand in the stands and stan him
Go ham give a damn what they into
I am what my memory made me
And I don’t make wishes but I wish that it save me
Wake up
You’re given one more chance to live
Take it
But don’t take shit for granted
Gotta make my ya own breakfast
Stand up on ya own legs
You know a nigga bow legged
But it’s still the most important meal of the day
Serving it up
Had to go and get my degree
I learned enough
Grinding at this shit everyday not a burden to us
But I’mma have to see you in the morning
I pack my bag as I’m yawning
8 am
Luckily I didn’t lay awake again
Make it through the haze
Pick a song
Get up take a shit
Take a shower
Brush my teeth before I wash my face
And then smoke some weed so I can eat my breakfast
But what’s next?
Tell these nigga what’s next (yea)
What’s next tell these niggas what’s next
what’s next?
Tell these nigga what’s next (yea)
What’s next tell these niggas what’s next
4 am
Luckily I didn’t do it for them
Made it through the storm
Couple songs
Still got more of them
Take a minute
Think about how I came all this way
And then I smoke some weed
And think of what’s next.
What’s next?
Tell these nigga what’s next (yea)
What’s next tell em all what’s next
what’s next?
Tell these nigga what’s next (yea)
What’s next TYG? what’s next
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2. |
Everything Aside
02:36
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I just sit back and listen to me
That’s nice
That’s like my favorite rapper spitting to me
Told my niggas I’s gone make it and they listened to me
Told my Gma and GOD it’s TYG
Lotta energy
I don’t know what to do wit it
When my girl double cross
Double crucifix
Leave that girl alone
That’s not up to you to fix
Irresponsi-bully
I would still choose to hit
Pace around you a think a nigga losing it
Cuz I am most the time
Gotta write in a trance
You can give me nothing imma make a light wit my hands
If you honest and they still give you spite
Fuck em
I just might rap this whole time
Who’d a thunk it
Bish you cannot fake the funk
And you cannot fake in front of it
Hustle like a punishment
Do it like you’ll lose the shit
Gotta make a forward movement
Or be food to it
Pain is in my voice from true events
I just wish was fibs
Forced to make illusions when they put Tae through the shit
taking time to recuperate
Wasn’t useless
but the God got things to do
things to do and shit
T told me spit like I'm making illmatic too
now that nigga radical
I'd do what he ask me to
The Young God, no confusing who you chatting to
passion plus the mastery, I don't use gas for fuel
Well i skated round the world
My world
I put everything aside yea
Yea
As I made it round the world
My world
Everything I saw I write
Whole time I was tryna slow it down for cosigns
No offense
But I spit dense
And my gang
Ragtag misfits
That’s it
Niggas after bag like the grinch
I been on niggas ass like some pants
Pause only long enough to think I’m magnificent
I prefer her natural scent
Some reason that feel like a magnet to him
But still
She worried bout aptitude
I’m worried bout attitude
We at different altitudes
Clearly
I don’t know what imma be
Y’all gone have to wait and see
I’m just tryna get free
Like I’m Willy
My family believe in it
My dreams seem vivid
I just hope that when you hear it
You can feel me
Your demons get bold
This world can get old
This world can get cold
You’re just chilling
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3. |
Vivica
03:09
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They sleeping I work while they slumber man
I show em the sun and they shun the man
Keep your compliments they underhand
They throwing shade wit the other hand
My girl that’s my pal that’s my buckingham
I made her love me fore I stick it in
I write a flow and get stuck in it
Cant close my eyes I’m like fuck it
I cannot sleep
That is in accord wit my dreams
I just keep seeing the dead
I don’t want beef
I don’t wanna show em my teeth
Rather get cheese instead
Still doe
Imma be to stacking my cheddar
Set up
Clean hands I ain’t never wet em
Metal
How I get to shaking my dreads
Better
Never lacking Im prepared
I know you hear me I’m audible
I change the game I’m a audible nigga
Them boys in red like a cardinal
You make em mad it get hard for you nigga
Imma get the bag it’s a sure thing
Let it happen I don’t force things
I Called myself God at like 14
I don’t need you to support it
I sit and think of a million things
And hope that that make me a millionaire
I tell my mom it’s rapping or teaching
Cuz I thot they was too similar
I hit the thot
Just got the head
But she was foxy like vivica
I’m in ya spot
I’m in ya city
I hope that I get to spit for ya x2
Big bitch
That’s my fortress
I quit overthinking my bars
I hit all the reefer I bought
You can smell the stink in my cars
My lil baby pull-up on a stork
Imma eat that there just wit a spork
Fall in love that’ll leave a mark
Nigga don’t get me started
Three hoes they triplets That’s pedigree
I don’t see no point in settling
I like that girl cuz she read me
I’m in her mouth like some red meat
She gone do everything she said to me
She get on top and she steady
Good brain like she studied
Student loans how she fuck me
They cannot get to me
They energy is too shifty
The crop or the litter they picking me
TC a man on a mission
I tell him the mystery
He gone man the mission for me
Lately these rappers stopped boring me
I get excited cuz if we compare imma torch em
I turn the poor to a Forbes list
I turn the beat to a story
It’s K.O.
I sit and think of a million things
And hope that that make me a millionaire
I tell my mom it’s rapping or teaching
Cuz I thot they was too similar
I hit the thot
Just got the head
But she was foxy like vivica
I’m in ya spot
I’m in ya city
I hope that I get to spit for ya x2
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4. |
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You were classic. How you crossed my path
You were bad luck
I was chasin cat
Yea yea yea (uh yea)
I couldn’t be sad and make the raps
Yea
So I had to throw them shows that make em thrash
Yea
They don’t
Give em
out so I take my chances
Hop around in my vans
And my mind is on advancement
I cannot stay in my lane
Nigga they say it’s not checkers it’s chess
So that’s how I’m making my plays
First imma stack all my bread
Then my
Kids a blow wealth on chains
They ain’t never tell me that I wasn’t the goat
Can’t sing but I really like the runs that I wrote
And I spit fire
Metaphor I want smoke
But we hit too hard
Hold on you might choke
A nigga ain’t snap in a whole minute
Dug myself a hole and I growed in it
google maps for the old nigga
Groove and rap to my soul pictures
I be acting like my flow different
I just wanna show niggas
It’s a better way to go when ya
Really high and feeling low
When ya sleep at night
You’re all alone
In ya mind you’re feeling like a lone wolf
On a new path there are no footprints
Looking back look at all you did
Aye, it's Glizzy Loh & TYGKO
I whip with my wrist like it's Jiffy
My niggas they shoot like Nowitzki
The glocky'll leave yo ass stiffy
Call it my blicky
Told the opps please do not tempt me
Been rapping and counting my digi's
Niggas stay wishing death on me
The world is mine, I feel like Tony
Getting this cheese, macaroni
I just sparked up a big 50
Im smoking that Maui, this shit got me out of my body
TYG he riding shotty, I know that he got me
If he Batman then I'm Robin
Told all my brothers I got them
Me and my niggas some goblins
Came a long way from the bottom
Now we mobbing, rocking Prada
Loh and K.O. that's a problem
Dreaded up like we some Rastas
Not like these niggas, they flodging
K.O. hermano, my partner
We just like counting them commas
I am the rap game Osama my verses go grab-ta-tata-ta
When I spit unload the chopper
Features they going, come shopping
Just like some Crisco, I'm popping
Living life now they all watching
But I cannot show my pockets
I can't show my pockets, aye
I lost it all and had to get it right back
Was in the field, I was playing ball but wasn't making no racks
Was starving in that campus housing tryna flip me some packs
Then hopped up in the stu, starting making flows
Now I'm getting these racks
I be just tryin out flows
Tell em to yellow my gold
New skin shedding my old one
Get love spread it like colds
Who was that set it in motion
TYGKO
And my girl brown like mocha
I cannot forget my folks
Talk life wit my hoes
Put a lotta thought in my clothes
Got a couple exes we don’t speak
Let em know that I’m over it
Talk life wit my bros
Put a lotta thought in my shows
I am not dripping I’m floating
Filling my ocean
So I’m
Lost to all except the finder
Mesmerized
Deceptive and every time
You catch my eye
They reckon I wreck the lives
Of textured minds
They got diamonds
And I got my dick
Life is ripening
Imma get my pickings and
My enlightenment
Is my responsibility
Still I gotta put on for the city
Keep my bruddas wit me
I just wanna give em all riches
Spoil my momma she picky
Get a few gifts for my wrists
Make my haters feel shitty
K.O. Not dead I’m living
Demons steady tripping
They fearing what’s in me
They just wanna get me
It’s all in your head
It’s all in your head
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Oh why why why why why
Somebody, somebody
Somebody hold my hand, oh
An image of you
Tell me that I’ll make it out of this soon
Call me a loner surrounded by tombs
A singular petal plucked from the bloom
Color me shadow maroon
We can withstand the monsoon together
The depths of the flume, wading the blue forever
I was your son, my letter to you
Back turned to the moon
Gotta keep moving
Gotta keep going
Even when the people that you always knew are gone
See I was the little one that always tag along
Now I smoke alone
Little bit of TYG
A little bit of KO
Little bit of weed and I’ll make it through the dayo
Little bit of prayer cuz I’m honest when I say em
And my god just keep on sayin
Make a way make a name make an
Light
Wonder if we’ll make it through the night
We won’t give it up without a fight
Love won’t give it up without a fight
Love yourself it’s worth it in the end
When your too exhausted to pretend
Manifest your dream and breathe it in
Leave the doubt to scurry in the wind
Once there was a time we gave it all
Heaviness’ll cause a smile to fall
Wish there was a different result
Wish there was an angel to consult
Lighter fluid over what remains
Can’t grow if you never change
One thing will always stay the same
One thing will always stay the same
I don’t want to leave you
But we never stay too long
I just wanna see you
I don’t wanna see you go
I just wanna love you
I just wanna hold you close
I don’t wanna leave you
I don’t wanna see you go
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6. |
Legends
02:51
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Are you sure It’s what you really want
How can you be sure? woah
I was mobbing on the bad days
Now they gotta hear it
Hold up lemme hit the batcave
Re up on the spirit
They was thinking we’d be last place
Now look at us winning
Cleveland is the last place
People look for legends
Are you sure it’s what you really want yea
I been on it since a little one yea
Making waves not the little ones whoa
Made a way where there isn’t one
Where there isn’t one
I was 14 when I said
i was Gone be the goat
Now I just spit to the ghosts
(Here, read this.)
I need a billy
so I can get on the boat
Riding
Life a merry go (that shit go around)
Ooo they like me
But I would never trust these hoes
Like
What’s a nigga background
Imma need a reference
How do I approach a song
Like I’m star stepping
They keep growing back
They the sheep and I’m the Shepherd
They keep growing back
They the sheep and uh
They just wanna know what the god been up to
Tryna get back to the rhymes that touch you
Wit a spin reminisce
Back in this bitch
Recidivist
Call up my girl
to excuse my french
I can’t fuck wit her no more cuz she got loose lips
(Let’s go)
He thot I fucked wit his girl but couldn’t prove it
Live my dreams
So I can always dream lucid
And I been the God
Since before I made the music
Don’t worry bout me i
f you’re fear is imma lose it
Are you sure
Are you sure
It’s what you really want
How can you be sure whoa
I was mobbing on the bad days
Now they gotta hear it
Hold up lemme hit the batcave
Re up on the spirit
They was thinking we’d be last place
Now look at us winning
Cleveland is the last place
People look for legends
Are you sure it’s what you really want
I been on it since a little one
And you know a nigga had to make a way where there isn’t one
Just like always they cannot get rid of us
Niggas made math and they still give em the minimum
Riding round the town wit the gat like an emblem
Yuh
Shawty just asked when I’m finna come
I be on my own writing raps
They can’t get to him
Imma put The God on the map
Like they found religion
They gone have to dig a nigga plot
So I can flower in it
Are you sure
Are you sure
It’s what you want kid
They gone rip yo dream apart
If you get involved
Revolutionary war
I didn’t start it
They be chipping niggas off
You gonna pay the cost
So I run back in the house and I
Re up on the spirit
They was thinking we’d be last place
Now look at us winning
Cleveland is the last place
People look for legends
Look for legends
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7. |
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It's a long way ahead, even longer one behind
A fork in the road tryna figure which is mine alright
Once it's done it's done, there's no going back
You can pick the less travelled or travel with the pack alright
Alright, alright
I wanna get to you
I wanna see your face again
But you left so long ago
And it took too long for me to follow
For me to follow
Now I'm just walking in your footsteps
Tryna track you down
I just follow in your footsteps just to track you down
I just follow in your footsteps tryna track you down
I just follow in your footsteps just to track you down
Following
Wandering
Part of me
Wondering
Will You be waiting
Ponder the concept of fate
And how it apply to me
One foot in the grave
The other stretches out ahead of me
I swear that you been here before
I got terrible memory
Remember they was taxing on the bud, we were kids?
We would throw in, roll up so we could both puff
I remember exactly where I was when you needed me
The most
I get choked up thinking of old stuff
I'm sorry for the calls I missed
And dodging you
When I thought I knew what you'd need
To the place you are
I cannot follow you
So I pray that you follow me
My best days aren't over
There's just some you won't see
If I knew you would get my message
I'd tell you one thing
I'd tell you one thing
That I
I wanna get to you
I wanna see your face again
But you left so long ago
And it took too long for me to follow
For me to follow
Now I'm just walking in your footsteps
Tryna track you down
I just follow in your footsteps just to track you down
I just follow in your footsteps tryna track you down
I just follow in your footsteps just to track you down
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8. |
Outro (9 Years Old)
02:57
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Looking for the love do you know of any?
Looking for the drug do you know of any?
Looking for your touch. Do you know of any?
Looking for the drug do ya know?
Looking for the love do you know of any?
Looking for the drug do you know of any?
Looking for your touch. Do you know of any?
Looking for the
Ok
Heart cold like I drug it through the snow
My bro took his nose and he drug it through the snow
Looking for a home when it wasn’t any close
They said they was his homie
They wasn’t really tho
And that goes to show
That these niggas really hoes
And niggas really fold
I don’t give em any clothes
They wanna fuck yo path up
Don’t give em any road
They wanna fuck yo math up
Don’t give em any more
I feel I’m in a class of my own
Bad on my own
I can act an ass on my own
Eh but I won’t
I been moving fast on my own
Bad on my own
I can act ass on my own
So I think I might
What I’m feeling like
Isn’t right
It’s a different light in the day
And a different night
Can you feel it?
I can’t be tripping
I keep my slippers tied
You a kill a vibe
Pick a side
Or get to the side
I been
Looking for the love do you know of any?
Looking for the drug do you know of any?
Looking for your touch. Do you know of any?
Looking for the drug do ya know?
I was 9 years old
and from then on
I was higher than most
Fighting them ghost
Right hooking them
Writing hooks
Imma keep going
I was 9 years old
and from then on
I was higher than most
Fighting them ghost
Righting wrongs
If I’m right alone
Imma keep going
I’m still here
Looking for the drug
I’m still here
Looking for the love
I’m still here
Looking for your touch
I’m still here
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TYGKO Chicago, Illinois
TYGKO ("tee-why-gee-kay-oh") is a Cleveland-born, Chicago-based rapper and performer
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