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live

Promote the biz, victimized ever since we're kids

Young Kings gotta live

Hold the crown, trey pound makes a crazy sound 

Young kings gotta live

Cleveland
Said he got pounds, I found a way to seek it
She wanna bump my music, but don't leak it
I feel like Trey Songz with the steadies
Oh, that's your

hunnit, you know that I'm honest
When I say, you gotta go and say sum' 
If you want it girl then say sum'
We can make love to some Trey Songz
Then I watch

I need you)
I don't go nowhere without my motherfuckin' heat, Ku (and I need you)
Smokin' on Lil Peedy, I was smokin' Trey D too (and I need you)

you heard that)
Watchin' for the plottin' and then the lurks (watch, watch that)
Gotta feed ya family the first (feed your family, stamina)
Runnin'

Angela.
I could handle her, show her I'm the best,
An Academy Award and the Oscars next,
And Trey Songz telling you that he invented sex,  
I guess you can

by the way
Niggas go to church and they pray
Back to the streets and they prey
There's food on the trey
Evil in my mind for my sins I'll pay
Let me

that
Since I'm only good at one thing lemme go back to rap
Melodic ? Check off that
Not falling ? Check off that
Your top song was carried by me how will

gotta beat the crack game to become me
See, you got robbed for one ki
You was a bitch in the game like Chun-Li
I'll get you slumped free by my young G

like no im not trey i wanna leave and i gotta go 
but i play chris chuck the deuce as i'm walking out the door
matta fact i'm weezy ma m.o.b as i hit

of that let me get back to business
Time to go and shawty wanna lyft it
Take it easy ima whip it
Hop in I'm gassed up
They was lit in the passenger

on platter call 'em Trey Songz

BoomShakaLaka ooh banamanaga
Mr Cool on this number ng'sazo butha lezaka aye
Ooh bazogcwala,
Pool nabantwana and as'fun'

L. Trey and he ain't playing witcha
I don't ride by I fly by
When I look you in your eyes I hear you talk without speaking
I know this come

Okay
Guess he on the intro
Type shit
Fuck your producers, my beats is by Meexhie
You know what I'm saying
Shit like this, man, I gotta take you back

by LaTrey
Yeah that is my name 
Leading the pack and just sparking the flame 
Appreciative that all of you came 
While we celebrate the chances we

Running down the court
10 seconds left
Down by 2
Gotta hold my breath
Trey Burke double team
Beale's out getting rest
I pulled up on em
Shot the 3

Everybody round me see red Everybody round me
They a leave ya fa dead
Otn we getting to the bread
Got choppas on deck My glock Right By the bed
Gotta

up, out on a nigga, get him outta here
We hit him by his head
Prosecutor know my whole name (Damn)
Duckin' them bitches, tryna get wit ’em
Yeah, I gotta

She in her bag, make her hot by the way I brag
Her money lagged, I ain’t gotta talk you see the swag
Run It Up, Run It Up
Throw it in the bag
Pull up

the ram
Gotta wrap up my face, can't get caught on no cam
Shit bag season, you know I'm go blam
Finesse spraying the 30, you bound to get blam

Put that boy

Real trappa i stop pill poppin raised by real savages
I'm from the trey its go
They come out the cut and they blow
I just lost 1 of the folks
LONG LIVE

Toast up to the Platinum
Another drink for the album
I got Trey on my track, he's the wave
I got all this money that I saved
I got Big Max with me,

the rubber bullet
Trey-pound (uh), got it in my name now, I'ma shoot it
Lockdown, we ain't gotta stop 'cause they tell us to
Downtown

(The City of Los

these signals on
Gotta keep these signals on
'Cause you can't really go and say what's right
Until you left the right, until you left the wrong
That's