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featuring Trev Rich produced by Jomeezius (Verse) Trev back, tell me you know the way back, I mean straight facts and I find my lay You stay on your side of the road or I can make it Rocky ASAP Money upfront, we just got our payback A little too much to pay back, I’m trying to see my old hood through a Maybach I’m about to leave a fortune in my will like Sajak. Fuck y’all mad at me for? cause all your drive got repowned Cause I’m a inner lord, I’m getting these interviews And my career looking like see for. This me like rocking a little pea ride, graduated from a G shot They say hip hop dead, now these hip hop heads Waiting for me to drop like G trots. Put the beats on, hit the pre way, put a beat on I’m about to enter another E on And I don’t care what you be or say Are we married to the money if we’re fiancés Nobody ever knew it, that we had a son They was all too busy watching Beyonce. I was trying to get chips so I hit the block in the six With the clips like DeAndre. If you applaud, I’m chris, consider this my sis Letras de cancionesWell, I’m assisting your bitch, she tired of your shit, You on mission to hit. You got my mind full of funny, look at asses bottom lines And you would think my brain had a lisp That’s not one, see, I found a new life, You won’t think I came in a bitch, nigger. No regrets, real high, So you really shouldn’t blame the man but code Keep a time you wouldn’t aim the blame, got game agenda This probably shouldn’t came with pen. She ain’t even see the marvin yet, bar, should I even get a starter check Would that be cool, ride goes on deck, You don’t really want part of that That be noble came is fine, I really disapprove with pain And play Griffin on the block, you know what that means? Stack her on the bend like I’m supposed to bang But the good die young, but some die good They say you couldn’t make it out from my hood And I swear anything I shoot when one got good Ain’t gotta be big, one guy good, if I don’t shoot then one got would Guess that be rolling, cause the bitches like Moulin Rouge We got fu-tattoos, I mean it’s just fold up So I don’t wanna have to fall down, Drive by, and then go around. Hit the block, I’m with somebody, you clip the time, wait Should they know that it comes around course scalls gold diggers they all know the game If she ain’t scolar dig it I don’t know the thing And that’s nice, waiting on a noble thing, Take over, giving me turn, they know the name. From Letras Mania