Lyrics:
you got it for the low yeah that cool nigga
Only thing I never wanted to be was you nigga
Pen game strong don’t hype my verse
Slab the whip right off
to the streets, I just played my part
Went and picked me up some work and I started trappin
I was in them trenches way before I started rappin
Fascinated by them
man I grew about a villa but it’s a hit right here (laughing) Slab and Wayne we got us one..
Hook:
Big dog , Big as a gorilla Westbank man I grew up by
wrote this song, to let you know I'm down
I know you know I'm down, I know you know I'll ride for you
[Trae]
I just thought that I'd clear my mind,
it ain't ever let a day go by
Without reality checks, fuck my salary check,
that ain't the reason why I want respect, but you ain't finna
real shit
Real life Trae haha, Asshole By Nature nigga
Listen, talk to em from the hood nigga
I know they hating on us
But the streets is anxious
They
counting yo days when you playing with J
You cap in your rap and you fake nigga
I'm smoking these niggas like a vape nigga
I'm shooting my shot like I'm Trae
must admit I'm in a haze[02:48.10]The days go by[02:49.48]And all I'm thinking in my mind[02:51.79]Is you behind the bench tonight[02:54.57]Asking me
look at you and laugh rock windows
Method of catching a cab
Houston by way of Grey Hound
Catching the slabs
Triple digit's without assistance
I'm
the trunk exposed
Swishahouse, baby, that's my crew, roll wit us or you'll get ran through
We loved by few and still true, let me tell y'all just what it do
trunk exposed
Swishahouse baby that's my crew roll wit us or you'll get ran through
We loved by few and still true let me tell yall jus wat it do
I don't want no beef I just want the money
Why you mad at me bitches acting funny
Get it by any means just
Look at where I started
Label on my jeans
my scripting can set flames
To the dripping can't contain it
The ink is gasoline and so I blaze it
I'm a monster have amazement at the slabs that I
different
I'm a bad magician
Got yo bitch in my slab
Now her panties missing
42, she a cougar and barely listen
But it's cool
She a fool with the smothered
the boat load
Whole team, squad looking like a dojo
Throwing rocks at the jail fuck popo
Yelling free my nigga cholo
Are you plugged in by chance
Nigga
stoned like a slab
The morgue is my home, these bones in my past
Roll like the trash I’ve been told that I am
But a hoe is a hoe, no hope for a man
But I
like I'm fuelled by ecstasy
Always tryna escalate, improve the path of my fate
I'll never be dragged down, clinging on to my crown
Determination got me
Got a knife on me
Walking round Loagie off a pill
I know I'm getting 4 years if I
Get pulled over by old bill
I owe them 6 racks
But I'm on my pc
life like I'm fuelled by ecstasy
Always tryna escalate, improve the path of my fate
I'll never be dragged down, clinging on to my crown
Determination got
Oh my God, oh my God Will you pull up on me, better know what it's
For Fuck around, make you go ghost
The coldest shoulders, what I'm giving the most
leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab
But I could still catch boppers if I drove a cab
A young Houston hardhitter all about the scrilla
Ridin
pretty, on a tour all across my city
Sipping drank by the pint, about to bust my kidney
From the North to the South, we gon represent
I'm getting bent
dough
Well it's the first of the month my nigga so you know what it is
Let's get down to the block and get that handlin' this biz
Call the dealers
else) and I got hella gear
My earring is nice the price
3 townhomes in delaware
Uh tomato porsche lookin' like tomato sauce
Hip hop hooray I got to get
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