TYLER THE CREATOR - 48 lyrics

rate me

What?

Crack? Fucked up the world

And I wonder if they realize it's a damage

I make up for the.. who made a lot of made of the A shit

And this, I wonder if they fuck with their conscious

..for me being out there, I couldn't stand it

I couldn't stand seeing people

Fucking the souls up the head

I'm the shit! I mean there's where the money came from

Hook:

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

They call me Mr. treat your nose

Really need some ball,

I can get it for tomorrow, nigga

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

They call me Mr. treat your nose

Really need some ball, I can get it for tomorrow!

Shit is getting warmer on that corner

You gotta watch out for them ..., your mother is a goner

I warned you before you super sized my... with that dollar

You got a daughter, shits getting harder

The only thing you wanna bump her was your freedom

You can't afford to get caught up

But you in too deep, and the seashore ain't soil

You got a mother she don't support you

But you bought her a new house cause you love her

Growing up you barely had a roof

Now you got a coop and it doesn't have a roof

I guess you're accustomed to what you're used to

So you bought two, nigga!

They are coming for you, nigga!

Niggas be hating I'm doing them bitches

Like Susan and Karen be doing your pockets

I'm running the man and he's losing his fucking mind

And it's all an illusion!

Who was alluding all of this potent

I am the reason your family is using and shooting up,

It's my fault!

You can blame me motherfucker,

For killing your aunties and uncles,

The hustle and hunger, all I wanted was a cheeseburger,

And a little chain tuck, didn't realize this game fucked, up some lives

Oh, how's ma?

My conscience eats it up all the time (48, 48, 48 things)

But other than that I'm fine I got a little money in my pocket.

Hook:

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

They call me Mr. treat your nose

Really need some ball,

I can get it for tomorrow, nigga

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

48, 48, 48 states I'm giving in

They call me Mr. treat your nose

Really need some ball, I can get it for tomorrow!

Nigga, we're broke as fuck!

Homie got a chop shop, I sold that truck

And I sold that dope.

Motherfuckers hope this nigga go broke,

But like my work I give no fucks, I'm sorry!

She could have been a doctor, nigga, I'm sorry!

Could have been a actor and won that Oscars, said, I'm sorry!

I sold that soap and I killed black folk, I'm sorry!

But I got a nice car, put my sister through school

While my momma all cool, I'm sorry!

I'm in too deep, and I can't see the shore, I'm sorry!

[Outro:]

Yeah, you get addicted to the flip,

You get addicted to the flip!

Transaction nigga, we're sorry

We've rewarded the money, it's just, it's just a job

We feel like that you're doing it big

The man in between the man and makes you... for that person

To do this and do that

You come and go...

You know, for ever!

They're saying, no, you've been too deep

Way in too deep, they scared the shit out of you

You wonder if it's so much worth

You'll be scared to death

It's important for us to realize man

We gotta get out of that now

...shoot down ... just like them

... guns to take down each other, nobody wins

You know what I mean?

Thanks to Colby Baxter for correcting these lyrics