TV - Title Lyrics

I just want the doors
On the whip suicidal
Yeah yeah

I just want the doors
On the whip suicidal
Talking to her never
Growing old senile
Talking for a minute so
She earned herself a Title
Niggas yeah they hate
But they're stuck in denial

Could never be my rival
I just need a rifle
I just want the doors
On the whip suicidal
Touchdown on the scene
Like an alien arrival
Watch the money pile
Now they getting wild
A freestyle no rehearsal
Can't catch up you're a turtle
Beat em black and blue
No beat em black and purple
Putting words together I think this
Might be wordle I've
Been jumping Things in life just
Like a hurdle All the obstacles
Knock me down But I rose
This the life I chose
I'm balling like D rose
Stunning in some all white lows
Might just strike a pose

I just want the doors
On the whip suicidal
Talking to her never
Growing old senile
Talking for a minute so
She earned herself a Title
Niggas yeah they hate
But they're stuck in denial
Stuck up in denial
Rock just like revival
Dead just need revival
For survival need a Title
Need a rifle Real nigga
Dna coursing through my vitals

Got me in a cycle
Balling like I'm Michael
Do it for survival
Had to cut you off
Like you didn't make
Tryouts in American idol
If I put that on the Bible
Then you know its final
Sending bullets like a spiral
Hit him up that'd be delightful
That would end the cycle
And I won't need no rivals
I won't need no rivals
I won't need no rivals

I just want the doors
On the whip suicidal
Talking to her never
Growing old senile
Talking for a minute so
She earned herself a Title
Niggas yeah they hate
But they're stuck in denial

And they are to entitled
And I am standing tall
Like the motherf*cking Eiffel
And I know I'm winning
Like my name was f*cking
Kyle lunatic on the beat
Yeah homicidal and
I am going viral

Play this song recycle
Can you believe this is
All a freestyle and
I know that , thats wild
Leave em sick inside they're feeling vile
Water on my neck and my bitch
Like the nile and I'm turning up yeah
When I freestyle rock a crowd
And I turnt up yeah right now

I just want the doors
On the whip suicidal
Yeah yeah suicidal

I just want the doors
On the whip suicidal
Talking to her never
Growing old senile
Talking for a minute so
She earned herself a Title
Niggas yeah they hate
But they're stuck in denial
Could never be my rival
I just need a rifle