ALL IN MY FEELINGS
Lord, I’m all in my feelings,
I’m trippin’, spending a grip and stay flippin’.
Why they think I’m slippin’?
I been down before, but I’m still out here livin’.
From ten to two,
It’s just me against you,
We play pool, I shoot my shot,
Call the pocket—watch what I do.
Cue stick in my hand, got my mind on a mission,
Everybody got advice, but nobody really listens.
Eight ball on the table, whole room getting quiet,
You can bet against me—go ahead and try it.
I’ve lost some, won some, paid for my decisions,
Now I’m looking at my life like a rack full of positions.
One shot can change it, so I’m lining up the view—
From ten to two,
It’s just me against you.
Late nights, bar lights, chalk dust on my hands,
Life ain’t went exactly how I had it planned.
I’ve been broke, I’ve been up, I’ve been lost, I’ve been found,
Still the same damn man when nobody’s around.
They see the smile on my face, never see what it cost,
Never count all the nights I was taking a loss.
I keep shooting through the pressure, I got nothing to prove,
You can tell a lot about a man by the way that he moves.
Bank shot off the rail, watch it fall right through,
You thought you had me cornered, but I knew what to do.
Every scar got a story, every win got a bruise,
And from ten until two, it’s still me against you.
Pick a side cause I’m gonna slide on my pick a time I’m down to slime pick a opp I stay on top pop pop imma drop q up level up .
One shot two cup zero fucks now it’s up .
Move in silence I’m still picking sides . Bet you not picking on me bitch I’m slim tim I play to win .
Court date play me I’m trained to win . One shot one thot just a plot to my demise why they not Tim . Preach to the choir bitch I’m retired.
Tim83
