Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trealz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trealz
Songwriter
Texty
Turn it up, I need to feel this sh*t
Zone, Zone, Zone
Started f*cking up the game
Now they know my name
Now they know the gang, yea
Ice running though my vain
When they killed red **** I was out here
Pull up in that new last year
Yall **** so last year
Buz light this a fast year
Tire burn when I switch gear
White boy like rick flare
Lil **** let shit flare
20 **** that don't care
Life crazy like no steer
Goon **** like don't stare
Chain on me like one pair
Mean **** this shit rare
Neck loaded & waste loaded
Flex on em no Hulk Hogan
Wrist bright so it's out spoken
Walk around with that thang poking
Run down for the jewels lil dog
You could get ya whole team soaking
Big dawg got a key on me
Cousin use to sell keys only
Millionaire put a G on me
MM plus the G homie
100k that's the fee homie
Taxing **** from my own city
I don't give a f*ck who riding with me
Real **** I'm be this way till the reaper say he going come & get me
Never fall in love with a hoe
Imma be this way till I'm 84
Give her the thang slightly
I could tell you don't like me
Most **** only hype beast
Why they b*tches always hype me
Verse for a verse ain't no swooping this shit
Pound for a pound you ain't smoking shit
Still on my line why you blowing my shit
Ran out the bank when I broke in that shit
Run up a check you as broke as it get
Broke as a joke use to laugh at my shit
Now I come thought I might pass you a tip
Now I come thought I could pass you a check
Ohh you so mad why you looking upset
Ohh you so mad cause he know how I get
Bending the corners to see how I flex
Hop in a Porsche & it feel like a jet
Chorus:
This another one I'm hot topic
From the city but I'm the tropics
Hear they talking well they need to stop it
My soulja **** carry pocket rockets
Use to sleep with the light off
Now I sleep with the wrist on
Broke boy got shit on
Now I only take trips on em
(2x)
Yea I only made moves on em
I just had to put a due on em
Talk brazy Tom Cruz on em
Wet shawty then cruz on her
F*ck b*tches with my girlfriend
I might do this to the world end
It's just me against the world then
Lil Uzi in my left hand
Push paper like a mail man
New bitch got a sun tan
Old life can't keep up know mother f*ckers never loved us
Why **** want to judge us
10 years now I'm famous
How her **** gone blame us
Push the pin on the dash
This what happen when they doubted
All this money now surrounded
I just copped a new surrounding
See they face shit they frowning
Flooded with the latest diamonds
So you **** know the timing
Hope lil n*igga know I'm grinding
Written by: Trealz