Lyrics 10KNYX - Tropics

Tropics Lyrics – 10KNYX

Singer: 10KNYX
Title: Tropics

Uh
Yuh
Ahem, Uh
I am a cream of the crop n#gg#

Tell em to stop it
I got a vault to make you halt
Let’s pop off the topics
First, you never did me worse

My mind in the tropics
My arctic heart’s never stopping
Second, you after the optics
On her page for some days

You fraudulently popping
You got a dream, not the guap
I’ll actually profit
I’m too esteemed just to stop

I’m actually prophet
Making teams with the oops
My jotting is prophetic
God said it, we reciprocate logic

See, you dodging
Robinson obviously got options
Sliding and stopping
The bat’s popping

Let’s crack noggins
Posting all the deeds
Y’all fake philanthropic
Proceed with caution

Uh
f#ck it, that’s an easy scheme
Leavе this with a heated scenе
Y’all wearing Shein

I’m coming clean
This booth will hear the murder scene
It really just accrued to me
I curve the deeds

Alone is what I learned to be
n#gg#s is amongst my dreams
I been a G
We ain’t selling for the low though

The route is getting finicky
The clout will get some penalties
f#ck it, n#gg#s see the pocket
I’m like the ock, finna chop sh#t

I’m finna top it
Been a ox in the auction
We go for top pick
Ain’t nobody really boxing

Me and Worm is a package option
Tired of the TikToking
But f#ck it, labels knocking
Let’s get a plot twist

We go for profits
Uh
Uh, uh
I got ahead of myself

Tropics, I’m here for the stealth
Y’all do it all for the wealth
Take the art off of the shelf
Writing’s embedded myself

Covers, I edit myself
f#ck you, I said it myself
I need my credit, won’t melt
I’m on a vendetta myself

I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
I’m on a vendetta myself
I’m on a vendetta myself, uh

Uh, uh (Uh)
Not finna dead it
Ian worried bout the credit cuz I give it and spread
Also, love

My n#gg#s deserve a dub
I touch down and it’s up
That cup done got you stuck
There ain’t no such thing as luck

I really ain’t gave a f#ck
So why would the chain get tucked
I’m up where the cake is
I been waiting to take it

The club’s vacant
And so it’s your mind
I pick the placement
Got HOV in my lines

I can EP then 3 peat
I’m loading the grind
No rolling over, I’m fine
The price just keeps getting high

I’m on the road with my plight
The cold shoulder is fried
Just put your pole in the sky
Just know It’s over, my guy

Did this like hundreds of times
Going for thousands
You took a pounding
The cake’s astounding

I see y’all rounding
Got imaginary allowances
I’m in the town with sh#t that’s not allowed
My flowers surrounds sh#t

In the clouds sh#t
Uh
I got ahead of myself (10K)
Tropics, I’m here for the stealth

Y’all do it all for the wealth
Take the art off of the shelf
Writing’s embedded myself
Covers, I edit myself

f#ck you, I said it myself
I need my credit, won’t melt
I’m on a vendetta myself
I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm

I’m on a vendetta myself, mmm
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