Healing Tion Wayne
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[Intro]
Grrt, woo
Mm-mm
Oi
Oi, oi-oi-oi
[Chorus]
If you don't hear, must feel it (Mm-mm)
All that time I spent on the roads, I'm healin'
I was in a ding-dong schemin' (Woo)
Why they wanna take my freedom?
Fuck yourself, go suck yourself (Bah)
I said it, I mean it
[Verse 1]
Hear what? (Hear what?)
Before the TikTok shit, had to flip the script 'cah rap didn't give man riches
T Wayne, I don't fuck with snitches (Grrt)
From Rambo blades in kitchens (Woo)
Nearly cried at my first six figures
Funny how I came in the dance laughin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
But I send them home with stitches
It's funny how things change (Things change)
Thousand pounds on slippers (Slippers)
Twenty pads on my shooter (Shooter)
Fifteen bags on my Mrs. (Eh-hah)
I made a mill' on the lifestyle, didn't know I came up with killers (Grrt)
Nino got my back, that's bro, got my back like Vidić (Ayy)
Four .44's long, auto semis, ran through more than a military
Now I really donate guns in Eddy
What's that? Big smoke like Skeppy (Mm-mm)
Full clip, this'll be my OG, you a loser (Woo, ayy)
New whip (Grrt), big Wesson on my shooter (Ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
Grrt, woo
Mm-mm
Oi
Oi, oi-oi-oi
[Chorus]
If you don't hear, must feel it (Mm-mm)
All that time I spent on the roads, I'm healin'
I was in a ding-dong schemin' (Woo)
Why they wanna take my freedom?
Fuck yourself, go suck yourself (Bah)
I said it, I mean it
[Verse 1]
Hear what? (Hear what?)
Before the TikTok shit, had to flip the script 'cah rap didn't give man riches
T Wayne, I don't fuck with snitches (Grrt)
From Rambo blades in kitchens (Woo)
Nearly cried at my first six figures
Funny how I came in the dance laughin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
But I send them home with stitches
It's funny how things change (Things change)
Thousand pounds on slippers (Slippers)
Twenty pads on my shooter (Shooter)
Fifteen bags on my Mrs. (Eh-hah)
I made a mill' on the lifestyle, didn't know I came up with killers (Grrt)
Nino got my back, that's bro, got my back like Vidić (Ayy)
Four .44's long, auto semis, ran through more than a military
Now I really donate guns in Eddy
What's that? Big smoke like Skeppy (Mm-mm)
Full clip, this'll be my OG, you a loser (Woo, ayy)
New whip (Grrt), big Wesson on my shooter (Ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
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