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Trap grammy trap grammy

Uh-huh yeah

Say what you’re feeling like get some real advice by the nigga like
But it could end tonight let’s pull up

no way I'm going out sad for the glory,

It's 8 am I know today goin be a good day,
It's God First that's some shit that cnt would say,
20 bands off

Got a lot of Perkys in my pocket, damn, bro
Pop that homie if he talkin' shit like Xans, bro
Used to be too broke for weed, now I got bands bro
Go

didn't know I exist
No more counting change AP on my wrist

What mean he ain't coming in baby
Stands for Audemar Piguet you know I got the royal oak
You

and you
What it takes to be in this crew

So what the hell you waiting for
Get up on the dance floor once more
cnd I will show you why
You will love I tell

What it takes to be in this crew

So what the hell you waiting for
Get up on the dance floor once more
cnd I will show you why
You will love I tell now

What's up? My name is Sean, nice to meet ya
So what brings you backstage in this theatre?
Oh you're in the crew that plays first
I shoulda noticed

And never was the same when I realized where that led
Since a youngin', I was gunnin' for the big leagues
Until I realized what I wanted was some big dreams

keep it to myself? (No)
Is that good for my health? (No)
Or do I stay in this hell? (No)
Does that even matter? ( Maybe)
Do I even matter? (Yes)
Should I

I’m jus a young nigga from Vegas
They keep on asking what u claiming
I told em dollars what I’m banging
I told em Dollas


First things first things

my fans
First I’m thanking my fans
Then I am getting those band
Hell yeah you know what I’m sayin’

This is a psych-
ological fight
It’s been in my

Hell boy passing by, you can hear the fucking Harley
New York represent, foe kings since we rookies
Well they say
Don't do things for love
You get what I

tennis
Doin what I want
Nigga California westside whats up

Ak's and nines lookin out for k9s
Ak's and nines lookin out for k9s
Yea
Ak's and nines lookin

cant never tell a fib yeah Imma get everything that I prayed for as a kid
My cup running over over cant be covered by no lid
But some how im the one only

I had a very vibrant dream last night
I was opening for Bruce Springsteen. It wasn't the E Street Band, not some huge stadium. It was a modest sized

the sweetest way
Like she could tell what the hell
I was about to say
Must've took a while just to find the words
'Cause she cut me off and
Finally said it first

stayed ahead we finally found a rhythm
Can't lose swear to win bitch we in them rentals
We racing first one to touch them hundred-bands
Now we getting mad

What a hell of a day I gotta say what a hell of a day 

Today the day i gotta say what should’ve been said that love shit dead blunt to the he-nead

No bottle for the liquor
I'm gone, lost in the mansion
4 in the mornin', got some texts
Still advancin'
Pull up to her spot with a bag
No trash bands

Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah

This one for them young niggas
Hustlin' them waters in Atlanta
By any means run your bands up
'Member when my mama used

Your a rapper scammer or trapper?
Trynna stack up them racks like LEGOs
It’s either I’m buggin or twisted 
I mean what would you do for the pesos

the hell they gone stop us from eating
If we believe that the fire in you is the biggest G that we been searching for we
Can quickly take over like symptoms

what about to tell
I live in a frame as the age goes by / As soon as a quake in the surface o’ mine

As coming the night, please awake…

And he’ll come

your worth
Damn what the fuck
Deactivate the gram could lose your life tryna stunt
Always known for beating pussy up and you look like a cunt
I feel like