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Traumz
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Traumz
Traumz
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DT5 on the beat (DT5 on the beat) Yo, I could have taken the wrong direction Found myself in a lonely road Nowadays when my name gets mention Guys hear Temz then next to the front Even though, man, I can't stay dreaming Saw this life when my eyes were closed Can't lie, it's a crazy feeling, making moves with the guys I know Was six when I first I got nicked Was a long ass trip on the way to the station Next time that a man got coughed Was a fine ass bitch with a caramel flavour Two times nearly lost my life Three times took a L, really paid that price Nowadays if a guy move bukey Bros on deck and they won't think twice I'm from a place where they don't play fair Gotta grab your coins and keep it moving Everyone know Leeds is flame So I found my way through the bars and music Got As at school and ball was cool But I knew that a man was gifted Nowadays, man, the girl love Zeno Step in the shubz, all covered in lipstick Still feeling a way when I don't get paid It's like it's a crazy addiction I don't know about anything else Just making a bag, I ain't talking fiction Old friends I ain't seen in a while On the way to the top, had to social distance Boy, it ain't mean shit 'cause the love ain't changed I'ma swing right by in an instant Realize this life is short, you can leave anytime Gotta seize your moment These days be focused, I ain't wanna lotion Dustin' the rats and rodents Man blaze when I'm feeling low But I'm feeling high now a man stopped smoking Due time, man, enter the scene on a silent one then win like Trojan Zeno that's prince of the north Soon king of the south, I'll reign like Roman Put Temz in a rainy night in Stoke No stress, I'll ball like Bojan Last year I said Zeno season Nothing ain't changed 'cause I meant what I told 'em Can't wait 'til the wrist's all froze Ten stacks on the pinky, hold 'til it's falling Ten-ten how I like my chicks She posting pics, can't handle the D now And I don't need stress, twenty fours on texts, yeah Time I'ma pipe and leave ya Since way back then, made money on F I ain't selling no kicks from FILA Bro stuck to the trap, but he love how I rap See Temz still hang with the dealers A-Ones by the kicks, straight faucet the drip Come clean man, already know this If a man get paid, I don't care about fame Don't wanna live life in a showbiz Four years been scheming, time I was dreaming of shining The ends are the coldest Them man say they waving flags 'til they step by our stand So that statement's bogus
Writer(s): Louis Teja Sanghera, William Barraclough Smith, Jason Temuna Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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