Trapp Tarell - Timmy Turner Freestyle (The Story Of Timmy Turner) lyrics

Timmy, Timmy, Timmy Turner He been wishin' for a burner k** everybody walking; you know that his soul in the furnace Timmy, Timmy, Timmy Turner He been wishing for a burner Timmy's wish came true f**ed around and got two Now he got plans now Timmy got plans of being a man now Timmy want his own sh** He don't want to work for n***as or get handouts He got big dreams of big things; one watch, two chains, and three rings and it's good But he understood, he gotta get it cause he from the hood So he live like f** it They say it's a million a hand and he gonna touch it He started from nothin', but that sh** ain't nothin' Got people that love him; they there but they wasn't (They there but they wasn't?) Let me explain Timmy was different; He talked to his brain His brain talk back, two different sides, two different genders with two different names One was a beast, Cosmo the name He was the streets, he wanted the fame He knew the game He reminded Timmy everyday Of all of the sh** he gotta pay And momma didn't have a way He could if he let it spray So f** it he did Ran up in a n***a house for cash Then he grab the kid, then Wanda kicked in, like: What are you doin'? Wanda was the other side Wanda's bad, but she wise Wanda told him: Get the money, get the owner, k** the owner the kid stay alive Look at her, she cryin' Look in her eyes What if someone k**ed your sister who was five Her daddy said he knows he 'bout to die So pick her up and let her tell the man bye Cosmo like: Wait, that's not the play You gotta k** her, she seen your face That's not your sister and this not your place Don't listen to Wanda, that b**h talkin' crazy Wanda what your a** even doin' here You gonna f** around and give the boy 20 years The same eyes your tellin' him to look in gonna get him booked and thrown up in a cold cell Timmy like: Yeah he right, I don't care if it ain't right This ain't her family night I don't wanna do it, but it's been proven She the fact between freedom and life And I need mine, my curfew is ten and its ten to nine So make up your mind if she live or die; it don't matter to me But I'm tired of hearin' all this f**ing cryin' So bang headshot, but it wasn't little girl, it was her pops Wanda said to him: Go Cosmo like: No Tim lift the gun, put the gun to her nose Cosmo said: Blow Wanda said: No Timmy put his arm down and walked toward the door Timmy walked out, Timmy turned around, walked back in the house put one through her throat And now he lookin' at her Tim feel bad and he gettin' badder Wanda got mad and she gettin' madder Cosmo said: Leave cause it doesn't matter; Look at the bloodsplatter I mean damn, she dead Wash that sh** down and grab the bread It's part of the game and this how you play it Tim jus' scream: Get out of my head, I did what you said, now you gotta go Tim turned the gun on himself, thinkin' 'bout nobody else Wanda said: Tim chill we'll get you some help, Cosmo ain't worth your own d**h Cosmo said: Boy, you ain't tough within Tim said; Wanda, he right again, Imma shoot myself when I count to ten Like One-two-three-four-five... f** it, ten