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lirik lagu tunnel vision (wumbo) [bedroom version] – honey kilo

he said he won’t fall

i’m like i bet he tumble

i got him rock hard

i feel like betty rubble

i keep it cute and calm, but i’m barely humble

known to talk my sh*t, so i rarely mumble

he shoot his shot and it got blocked, i’m just on my mutombo

think i forgot you used to mock, i rise up like i’m dumbo

my talents cook up in that pot, i’m chefin’ up some gumbo

they ask me how i win a lot, just had to flip to wumbo

um h*llo

whatchu wanna know
you going where

oh, i can’t go

whatchu mean

oh you ain’t know

the clock is t*t*t*ticking

i’m bout to blow

tunnel vision got my eyes on the prize

pay attention you gone see me on the rise

young and gifted, i’m not even in my prime

and i’m not missin’, i’m just simply on the grind

how you acting like i’m acting like i’m hollywood

if i did you just like you did me then you probably would
turn up yo’ nose just the same and go scoff a bit

cuz you’d go through all the pain of you talking sh*t

and please don’t act like you was always in my corner

had to wake these n*ggas, good morning b*tch i’m tom joyner

treating all my dreams like they was goofs and gags

but now you see me on the scene and it’s hard to laugh

ha ha ha ha ha ha, let me do it for ya

i could tell you more but i don’t wanna bore ya

‘member you was there for a minute, the first quarter

but even back then i ain’t have one supporter

i needed friends and these b*tches gave me plenty sp*ce

they play pretend like whose line is it anyway

ya story don’t stand up, who you jokin’ with
i’m on my wayne brady, do i have to choke a b*tch

the shoe fit cinderella slip it in tight

bout to strike this b*tch right quick like midnight

i don’t make amends b*tch i’m shaking every table

patience paper thin, mix it up with the maple

um h*llo

whatchu wanna know

you going where