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Tryna Yea
62.535
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tryna Yea è stato pubblicato il 28 settembre 2018 da Bread Winners' Association come parte dell'album Luca Brasi 3
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Data di uscita28 settembre 2018
EtichettaBread Winners' Association
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM71

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Vocals
Beatmonster Marc
Beatmonster Marc
Programming
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Milan Modi
Milan Modi
Songwriter
Kevin Gilyard
Kevin Gilyard
Songwriter
Marcus Marsh
Marcus Marsh
Songwriter
Vincent Miller
Vincent Miller
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kieran Lasker
Kieran Lasker
Assistant Engineer
Beatmonster Marc
Beatmonster Marc
Producer
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Producer

Testi

[Intro]
I knew somethin' was up 'cause they took me to Livingston Jail
My bond was three-hundred thousand
Dreka was up there in thirty minutes with forty bands, you heard me?
Yung Lan on the track
[Chorus]
'Cause I threw it back to them **** in the feds
We got kids, tryna make sure that they fed
I get sick, thought of gettin' rid of me
Outta work, call him, hoppin' outta bed
Don't know how many times I done been to Seg
Don't know how many times I've prayed and bumped my head
I got that ice in my mouth, I spent some bread
And it ain't cheatin' if I wanna get some head
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
[Verse 1]
I break a brick down, then I catch a sale
I come in town, then I get the mail
Runnin' at fast pace always put me at last place
I got a **** from Champaign who wanna fuck with the campaign
I just got rid of the last thing
Put the Corvette in the fast lane
I took a trip out to San Diego
Hold up, I'm goin' too fast, wait
Say I drive like Puerto Rico, I belong in a drag race
Say I'm fuckin' on a deep throat, I don't remember her last name
Say I stayed down and I preyed on 'em, and that when the cash came
Givin' a check to the gas man, pourin' a pint in the gas tank
Runnin', I might pull a hamstring
I know they probably won't blam Gates
Already underwent heart strain
Cover your hand at the card game
[Chorus]
'Cause I threw it back to them **** in the feds
We got kids, tryna make sure that they fed
I get sick, thought of gettin' rid of me
Outta work, call him, hoppin' outta bed
Don't know how many times I done been to Seg
Don't know how many times I've prayed and bumped my head
I got that ice in my mouth, I spent some bread
And it ain't cheatin' if I wanna get some head
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
[Verse 2]
You know I painted a bad picture
I gotta do a lil' ass-kissin'
I have been labeled a crash mission
I take her, then maybe she act different
Poor, now I deal with her ass different
Pretendin' she don't miss her last ****
Pullin' her hair from the back, hittin' it
Temperature feelin' like Carol City
Energy wrong, you on your own
I'm 'bout to go in like four minutes
I get so sick of my phone clickin'
Gotta deliver a whole chicken
Mouth is a movie, I'm on glisten
It's a visible set and they all hit
Crack a smile around this bitch and I just delivered a cold shiver
I'm reminiscin' at those feelings
I am not runnin' from no ****
I am not fuckin' with gold diggers
I got you covered, I'm on business
Summer, it's snowin' a whole blizzard
Strawberry haze, don't whisper
Meanin' it's loud, I'm outta town, not on the ground
I'm in the cloud, roamin' around
[Chorus]
'Cause I threw it back to them **** in the feds
We got kids, tryna make sure that they fed
I get sick, thought of gettin' rid of me
Outta work, call him, hoppin' outta bed
Don't know how many times I done been to Seg
Don't know how many times I've prayed and bumped my head
I got that ice in my mouth, I spent some bread
And it ain't cheatin' if I wanna get some head
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
I'm just a bread winner outchea, tryna yea
Written by: Beatmonster Marc, Kevin Gates, Milan Modi, Vincent Delano Miller
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