
TEN TOES Tobe Nwigwe & Tim Woods (Ft. Fat, LaNell Grant & Luke Whitney)
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[Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe & Tim Woods]
(I don't care)
I don't care if anybody ride for me
Or my enemies try to slide on me
Ten toes down without a nine on me
'Cause who could be against if God for me?
Though they try to block my purpose
Take it to the the unemployment line
'Cause it's not working (It's not working)
[Verse 1: Tim Woods]
Couldn't hold me down, what was the hold up?
Feet planted in the ground until I rose up
Look at how hard they try to hoe us
They'll smell the flowers 'fore it's over
They shouldn't wanna stunt no more
They couldn't even stunt my growth
They the ones who coming up short
If I gotta sleep with one eye closed
Luckily, I got two more
They respect you in your field until you kneel in it
Only way to keep the peace if they can kill with it
In a pickle but we don't know how to dill/deal with it
Ain't nothing kosher about the culture but we still flipping
Government cheese and free lunch into a meal ticket
Love ain't authentic, the drink is synthetic, we still sip it
I just got a taste for something real
When I find it, you're invited to crack the seal
(I don't care)
(I don't care)
I don't care if anybody ride for me
Or my enemies try to slide on me
Ten toes down without a nine on me
'Cause who could be against if God for me?
Though they try to block my purpose
Take it to the the unemployment line
'Cause it's not working (It's not working)
[Verse 1: Tim Woods]
Couldn't hold me down, what was the hold up?
Feet planted in the ground until I rose up
Look at how hard they try to hoe us
They'll smell the flowers 'fore it's over
They shouldn't wanna stunt no more
They couldn't even stunt my growth
They the ones who coming up short
If I gotta sleep with one eye closed
Luckily, I got two more
They respect you in your field until you kneel in it
Only way to keep the peace if they can kill with it
In a pickle but we don't know how to dill/deal with it
Ain't nothing kosher about the culture but we still flipping
Government cheese and free lunch into a meal ticket
Love ain't authentic, the drink is synthetic, we still sip it
I just got a taste for something real
When I find it, you're invited to crack the seal
(I don't care)
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