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Show Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Tim Turna
Language: English
Length: 1:25
Written by: Timothy Henson Jr




Tim Turna - Show Up Lyrics




Sit back and watch me fly bitch
I'm steady gettin high bitch
Only the marijah bitch
Sip lean u bound to die bitch
It's not bout gettin fly bitch
Iss about wats inside bitch
Got me a ride or die bitch
And we ain't bout to hide It
Im packin for sure
I'm crackin the door
I'm bout to be inside it
A star in the makin and y'all niggas Hatin and y'all need to stop it
U lackin for sure
Ya back one the wall
U duckin and dodgin
And i understand cuz
The shit that i heard from u is f*ckin garbage
Don't pay attention to the Fakers
Just pay attention to the paper
Gotta get off yo ass
What you think the lord gone be yo savior?
Don't settle for settlelin
I'm from a residence
Where ain't no talkin they put meddlin
Catchin bullets like julian Edelman
Niggas was shootin before they was peddlin
Yea
But i dont know how i got here
Feelin Lost like im in the sauce and I'm facin all of my fears Hold up
Somebody go and get me roll up
Cuz i gotta smoke to get my hopes up
Some guys live to get their hoes up
But I'm on the grind to get my Doe up
Gotta Show up
Yea
All my niggas bout to get it
All my Niggas really wit it
We ain't ever gonna Miss it
Yea
All my Niggas really wit wit it
We ain't ever gonna miss it
Yao
Yao
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English

Sit back and watch me fly bitch
I'm steady gettin high bitch
Only the marijah bitch
Sip lean u bound to die bitch
It's not bout gettin fly bitch
Iss about wats inside bitch
Got me a ride or die bitch
And we ain't bout to hide It
Im packin for sure
I'm crackin the door
I'm bout to be inside it
A star in the makin and y'all niggas Hatin and y'all need to stop it
U lackin for sure
Ya back one the wall
U duckin and dodgin
And i understand cuz
The shit that i heard from u is f*ckin garbage
Don't pay attention to the Fakers
Just pay attention to the paper
Gotta get off yo ass
What you think the lord gone be yo savior?
Don't settle for settlelin
I'm from a residence
Where ain't no talkin they put meddlin
Catchin bullets like julian Edelman
Niggas was shootin before they was peddlin
Yea
But i dont know how i got here
Feelin Lost like im in the sauce and I'm facin all of my fears Hold up
Somebody go and get me roll up
Cuz i gotta smoke to get my hopes up
Some guys live to get their hoes up
But I'm on the grind to get my Doe up
Gotta Show up
Yea
All my niggas bout to get it
All my Niggas really wit it
We ain't ever gonna Miss it
Yea
All my Niggas really wit wit it
We ain't ever gonna miss it
Yao
Yao
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Writer: Timothy Henson Jr
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