Tony Parker (feat. Fenixforevr)

This that teardrop off the tips of Tony Parker Sounding good on the mic, baby call me Bob Barker Make a million from the pen, sorta like Martha A candle in the wind, still I go farther This that, this that teardrop off the tips of Tony Parker Sounding good on the mic, baby call me Bob Barker Make a million from the pen, sorta like Martha A candle in the wind, still I go farther Okay it's Jakey Dingo Bitch hop on the lingo They making shit seem complicated really shit be simple I been riding with my kinfolk, and staying with my people And looking out the peep hole out the doorway to my future What's my future? okay what defines a loser Is it really all just fate? or are we pick and choosers Of are own destiny that shit it gets the best of me You cannot have it all, you know the batteries sold separately I'm hanging on so desperately just trying to impress Though I know my life's a mess I'm still striving for my best The shot is incorrect but that TP teardrop never fails to go right through the net So on myself I bet investing every last cent Martha Stewart made some millions sitting right up in the pen So Imma take this pen, and Imma make some millions Yeah Imma make a killin' off of jottin' down these feelings Let me tell you what the deal is La da da da da La da da da da da da dum Oooo oooo da da La da da da da La da da da da da da dum Oooo oooo This that teardrop off the tips of Tony Parker Sounding good on the mic, baby call me Bob Barker Make a million from the pen, sorta like Martha A candle in the wind, still I go farther This that, this that teardrop off the tips of Tony Parker Sounding good on the mic, baby call me Bob Barker Make a million from the pen, sorta like Martha A candle in the wind, still I go farther Yeah, architect when it comes to creatin' ain't no debating Tony Parker when it comes to my gamin' ain't no explaining Got the vision and persistence to get it ain't no complaining Find myself showing all the this love some still hating Got up off my ass and got me a bag so what you saying Pretty bitch on her knees with ease and she ain't praying If I feel like the vibe's not mutual, lane changing I'm the best when it comes to my craft that's all I'm saying I remember being at my lowest, I'm elevating Scared money don't make no money, we risk taking If you can't see the vision I'm living you know I'm skating Like I tore a ligament in my knee, I ain't playing nigga Yeah, what up Jakey Dingo You know I had to ball off the assist man Shit don't stop Yeah, yeah, Fenix La da da da da Forevr La da da da da da da dum Oooo oooo da da La da da da da La da da da da da da dum Oooo oooo This that teardrop off the tips of Tony Parker Sounding good on the mic, baby call me Bob Barker Make a million from the pen, sorta like Martha A candle in the wind, still I go farther This that, this that teardrop off the tips of Tony Parker Sounding good on the mic, baby call me Bob Barker Make a million from the pen, sorta like Martha A candle in the wind, still I go farther