Resumé
TREY CHOPS
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Gon' try and keep it real, still f*ck with them Mass Appeals Kind of weird when an artist want a deal But they ain't gon' get it, go independent, so holla at me Tech Bounce them breasts like you cash them checks A lot of money on your mind if you always thinking best Goofy with loose leaves, nigga too steeze, groupies in a hooptie, saying oowee Bruh, nah, we ain't ever flossing 'cause we're worried about our jobs And if you ain't certain about the talent go ahead and stop Boy I made the beat and mixed the shit, don't need producers all on my superdick Don't drink but I slurp up the pussy juice You're scouting talent huh, holla at me, what it do All my money on the house 'cause smaller artists built to lose Then again, f*ck a boss, f*ck a new friend Frankly, I don't even care, have the blankest stare Can you tell me something I don't know, something I don't know Frankly, I don't even care, have the blankest stare Can you tell me something I don't know, something I don't know Heard you've got a few spots open (Ou), is it true, up out of the blue Let me gather my references, check them shits That resume so farfetched, you ain't really produce for them niggas and you in debt Yeah but I f*ck with that, I f*ck with that, you can bet that Roll through with a big blunt, say you smoke a lot, but you ain't ever gon' get none Big records from a small town, so reckless when the cards down, that's a new sound Charismatic, emphatic, a habit having jack rabbit, that's me Five-eleven and three quarters, 190, got a belly from horderves God damn these record execs, just don't understand, I funk with the best Give it time and I'll see you on BET, MMVA's for a nigga, come and get a peek Juno for the real ones, Grammy's for the fake hoes, f*ck, bitch Curse a lot so I ain't got to worry though If I didn't, I'd be sniffing lines and chiefing cheeks of chunky women Feeling like a prison, wish for independence, god damn Frankly, I don't even care, have the blankest stare Can you tell me something I don't know, something I don't know Frankly, I don't even care, have the blankest stare Can you tell me something I don't know, something I don't know Heard you've got a few spots open (Ou) is it true, up out of the blue Let me gather my references, check them shits That resume so farfetched, you ain't really produce for them niggas and you in debt Yeah but I f*ck with that, I f*ck with that, you can bet that
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