Tyler's Time
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[Verse 1]
Yo, Tyler, thought you were my dude, my partner in crime,
But you’re just a ghost, haunting the edge of my grind.
Gave you shelter, fed you plates, you repaid me with grime,
Now I’m counting the cost, looks like I’m outta my prime.

You were all smiles, said you’d hustle hard,
But the only thing you hustle is a fake, cheap facade.
You claim to sell hard, but you’re soft like a sponge,
Got a mouth full of dreams, but you’re lost in the plunge.

[Chorus]
Tyler, you’re just a pawn in the game, just a puppet on strings,
Thought you could fly high but you’re weighted down by your flings.
Owe me cash, owe me respect, but you don’t even see,
That without my support, you’re just a shadow of me.

[Verse 2]
Living with me, you had it sweet, like a sugar-coated dream,
But now you’re just a failure, lost in your self-made scheme.
You’re a gopher in the streets, running errands for the guys,
While I’m legit stacking bills, you’re chasing your disguise.

You wanna act tough, but you’re all bark, no bite,
Crawling back to the dealer, begging for a light.
Profits to your girl, but she’s draining your soul,
Got you pegged, like a prisoner, man, you’ve lost all control.

[Chorus]
Tyler, you’re just a pawn in the game, just a puppet on strings,
Thought you could fly high but you’re weighted down by your flings.
Owe me cash, owe me respect, but you don’t even see,
That without my support, you’re just a shadow of me.

[Bridge]
Checkmate, Tyler, you played me, that’s a low card,
But I rise from the ashes, while you’re left with the hard part.
You could’ve been great, but the streets are unkind,
Now you’re just a memory buried deep in my mind.

[Outro]
So here’s your final lesson, this track’s one for the books,
Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, check those crooked looks.
You owe me more than cash, it’s respect that you lack,
Tyler, I’m done with your games, it’s time to hit the track.