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Rimzee – Tables Turn
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Rimzee – Tables Turn

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Try stop me now
Try stop me
Necker Music

Try stop me now

Oh, made it through the fire, made it through the rain
And now I'm getting higher than I've ever been
They tried to keep me locked up, tried to keep me down
But tables turn around, watch out
Try stop me now
Try stop me now
Try stop me now

Yo

Uh

Used to have rips in my school clothes

Paid

Now it's two hundred K for the wardrobe

Flex
Only drive it if it's foreign
This whip got no top, but we started at the bottom
We did
Uh
Remember days wе had nothing to celebrate
But I thank thеm OT trips man L M A'd
Alhamdulillah
Came up the gang way, seats handmade
Always knew I'll get there, Emile Sandé

I did
RSPCA probably sue me for the coat
Even with no dough, man, we still had hope
We did
My life's been up and down like the markets
Always stood the tallest when the times were the hardest
I'm a risk taker, I ain't ever been fearful
Never
Benz hologram when I hop out the vehicle
Skrrt

They say I don't smile much, but it ain't no joke ting
No
You know much man are trying to put on the clothing
True stories

Made it through the fire, made it through the rain
Made it through the fire
And now I'm getting higher than I've ever been
Hey

They tried to keep me locked up, they tried to keep me down
But tables turn around, watch out
Try stop me now
Try stop me
Try stop me now
Try stop me now
You never

Uh
Yo
Don't know why niggas pray on my downfall

I done more for my block than the council

And I seen, uh, more wings than Dixy

I know they want my spot, man, I can't let them trick me

Bro sitting down for that grub on the trolley

But we never bend, we never fold, we like Shotty

Trey way
Pray I never fall off, that phone's going back on
Never took an L that I ain't bounced back from
Thank the plug, we was drinking from gold bowls
Niggas running off on the plug, they got no morals
I need mills, yeah, it's lost with kills
They wanna see me in a vill, not in Beverly Hills
Nine pound a week on the wing was my salary
Came home, niggas hating when they should've been proud of me
That's how it be, in the hood, ain't no peace

They don't call you for no P's, only call you for beef
True stories

Made it through the fire, made it through the rain
Made it through the fire
And now I'm getting higher than I've ever been
Hey
They tried to keep me locked up, they tried to keep me down
But tables turn around, watch out
Try stop me now
Try stop me
Try stop me now
Try stop me now

Try stop me now
Try stop me now
Try stop me now
Oh yeah
Try stop me
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