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Amin Sheickh Ali - All These Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tom Orlando]

Know I'm feeling brighter than the light above
Though a little dimmer
When I’m fighting off the buzz coming strong
Gotta feeling that I'm doing well
Lotta people playing all my shit on the air
Feeling swell with it
Boutta be making a profit locking on the stacks
No fucking hands out cause you know I ain't no Mohammad
I’m killing kindness no lie
Pushing my own feet to the sky
Denying all when they try
All in the corner they crying and shit
Now I'm seeing myself on billboards
Capabilities towards my dream goals
Been fighting for this shit ever since I was real young
Practice all up on my craft
Until I pass out on my back
Out here making all these moves
Wowed these people with my tunes
Down here feeling on my moods
Know these women in the groove
Know my albums coming soon
Got me howling to the moon
Know these rappers they all doomed when the shit drops
(When the shit drops)
(Ay)
(When the shit drops)
(When the shit drops)
(Ay)
(Yeah)
[Verse 2: Tom Orlando]

You know I like to talk alot about me
Trynna relate from my past while being modest of it
Trynna help out all my fans but thats another topic
Boutta go off on the shit instead of trynna solve it
These people love to talk a bunch of shit
Not realizing who they dealing with
Trynna get me out my zone and shit
Not understanding what the fuck you saying bitch
You mumbing calling out my name
And thinking you a king in this game
(Show you how to do this shit in Ottawa)


[Verse 3: Tom Orlando]

I'm tired of all these fake bitches
Acting like they got your back until they stabbing in the back
I'm tired of all of these damn hoes
Begging for your heart until you running outta the dough
Ay
I'm tired of all of these fake friends who make amends
The minute that they see you big
Until your wallet start to shrink
Everybody wanna be the king
Nobody wanna put in the work to make they dream big
Nobody seeing shit
Ain't nobody wanna be the man
Nobody willing to help on the poor or the sick
All the people want a Benz or patron
All alone in they room wonder why they ain't lit
Money money all the time
Solving my problems a dollar a time
Suicidal thoughts all up on my mind
Time to be popping these pills and get high
Feeling so good fuck a time for a grind
All of these problems all up on my mind
Time to move on man I'm ready to shine
Working my flow and my rhymes all the time
Killing a flow on moment to go
Live in the moment and feeling it flow
Tom Orlando know the best in the O
Not a Rapper man this blowing the show