Lyrics:
See my days are cold without you, but I'm hurting while I'm waiting
And though my heart can't take no more, I keep on running back to you
See my days
tell him up them Zs
Yeah, I seen you touch base, but you ain't touch the queen
Yeah, I see you fuckin' him, but you can't fuck with me
Bitch, I like
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
wish his granted
Bang bang
You never ask how her days going
I sing to yo bitch like I'm Trey Songz
I roll a 8th in my backwood
Back shots till her back
don’t mean sellin dope but if you gotta do it then fuck it then
Fuck you and you judgements, you don’t know how I came up wit
Buss on you in public, buss
started something
You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it
Niggas done started something
Don't came at me with no bullshit, use caution
'Cause
Four
Trey came kickin' down
Yo motherfucking door
Pimp-slap yo dad
And fuck yo bitch like a ho'
I gave it to her so good
That she came back for more
now he done held it down so long
Man I'm through with this
No new friends like you thought it was a Drake song
I'ma make em know my name like I'm Trey
Hit em wit the feelin of a nigga wit a sick ol' flow
Doin it wit Swizz, oh no, you niggas is in some trouble
Somebody better call po-po
It's gonna be
granny in it
This ain't no regular leather choker, this is Gucci lil hoe
Just beat my fucking gun case, I had to buy a new pole
Fuck that nigga Trey Songz
in it
This ain't no regular leather choker this is Gucci lil hoe
Just beat my fuckin gun case, I had to buy a new pole
Fuck that nigga Trey Songz I'm
I’m Trey Songz
I feel like all the greats are overshadowed by the fakest rappers
I feel like all these rappers only care bout being dapper
When see me
like I can't leave em' no
Much better when you wit me though
Just fuck wit me yeaa
Got a lot of hood inna but she got manners
4 hours away shawty
Fuck that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a give a shout out to my niggas
I ain't givin' a shout to no-fuckin'-body, fuck that
Big Baby Jesus
When you drive by and see us smoochin
Na na na is what I be sayin'
When I hear Trey Songz and he slayin'
My man be grippin' this ass
Then I'm taking
I am that n***a to keep it a hunnid n three
Fuck all you n****s that think you can f**k wit a g
I am that n***a to keep it a hunnid and three
And here they are, Puff Daddy, Ma$e
And Lil' Kim!
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get the quiche
Slice the pie wit you?
I ain't
I'm just planting seeds
You know, if you listen
You might learn something
You might be able to grow a lil bit
Grow wit me
Grow by yourself, fuck it
of the calm, the witty
Yo shut the fuck up!
Luck said shut the fuck up!
Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you
they cain't
I made em think, and now they too scared to run up on the tank
No Limit, you can start it, but we niggas is the hardest
To deal wit, keeps
book what they niggas do is
[Chorus]
Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone
Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run!
at the door when we show
When its that action we under ya nose
I play it cool cus I fuck wit lil hoe
(Bitch)
(Hollup Trey)
New whip and its right outside
Shotti
Kirk cold blooded killer wit no burner on him
Come on you don't believe he murdered Tyrone
I believe you wasn't there you just heard it by phone
son I give you my wit
But when I get back, I'ma bounce straight to your crib
On the strength, son slid until you to the Greyhound
Wit a burner in
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