Lyrics:
understand the consequences that be going on round here like
Niggas under so much pressure out here you just never know out here
On God it's like you gotta
the end, all I want is a place to start
Oh, oh
Hey Trey, uh, just calling to uh, you know, send my condolences
Hey man, it's Mark, just calling to check in
Pickin up the slack ya know i got ya back
I make the block, you run the rock, never follow, we lead the flock
Win or bust, you got my trust, we here to win
At Venice by the ocean
Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel motion
There's gangsters all around
Still crazy sets, but you just don't clown
I pray L.A. can stay
Talking:
what's that big baby?
You know what's sound dog
They gon' like this here, ya heard me?
They go like, you know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck 'em
baguette-'guettes
Million dollar views and some Moet get her more wet, uh (ayy, five-trey-five)
Catch me at the top gettin' top (ooh)
She know I ain't shit, but
an issue and we surfing on clouds
Roll a spliff up and we choking it down
Want a deal where they pay me by the pound
Never a trend
Wear the clothing that I
how to score ima bucket
Ima never fall short ima hunnit
I was the man in my hay day
When the bitches was calling me trey trey
If she wasn't with me it
(It's Trey)
I'm just a exploder, next holder
You the left over
All my life I chose to press sober
Never stress over the next spot
I'm NxtUp, I got
Was sucking dick
You gone wish you never did
That's on 4
Don't know you kid
You not even on our grid
Ima real nigga
Ion give no fucks
I be by my lonely
It's that hood shit
Get down or lay down
Youngers riding round with trey pounds
Chef him up make him stay down
Never had a pot to piss in
Swear I
the Infamous Mobb with hood-like sense
get up on a nigga quick
hit 'em up with the ice pick
strike quick
leave ya body froze, sub-zero
was taught to fear no
make the gun charges
3 door coupe when I'm done talkin’
Who ya chick love, never once called her
In the driveway I'm not the one stalking
In designer
you ain't in the itinerary
I don't know where dudes is buying they jewelry
Why's your ice cream like it's made by Ben & Jerry?
Y'all the type
say
We flipping on niggas like we Super Dave
But noticing my stature, y'all niggas know we gotcha
Moving to the rapture, listen how we catch ya
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get
like Ibaka
Code red they gon call up the coppers
ELM BOYS swear they never gon stop us
I been just trapping like 24/7 I don't do the Zelle all cash when
might leave on probation
I'm telling you now
Welcome to Californication
Everyone knows, anything goes
Welcome to Californication
In Californication
I
Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us
Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide
You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi
You never know it
Take ya bitch on my yacht fuck on a boat
Fuck boy this pimpin you better take notes
Homie dont play that yall clowns is some
Jokes
I make the trey
Ya peoples and ya neighbors know my name
Like Trey
Smooth young nigga
Bust nuts to SZA and Jhené
In the background for the full effect
The LED's red
shot ya?"
Me and Trey, that's four choppers (woo)
Man down (woo), all you see is helicopters (grr)
Paramedics pick him up, they gon' send him
Man it is what it is
And I did it all by myself
Man it is what it is
I ain't never been a protégé
I ain't had nobody pave my way
I just put in the work
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