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Trouble Trouble
Trouble Trouble
Programming
Money Musik
Money Musik
Programming
Frost
Frost
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Navraj Singh Goraya
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
Jordan Bacchus
Jordan Bacchus
Songwriter
Sugarray Henry
Sugarray Henry
Songwriter
Mohkom Singh Bhangal
Mohkom Singh Bhangal
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Trouble Trouble
Trouble Trouble
Producer
Money Musik
Money Musik
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Frost
Frost
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Pro Logic
Pro Logic
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Chris Athens
Chris Athens
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Lyrics

Do my ting Money tall, Yao Ming Said I'm done with bling After one more ring I just built a team Off loyalty Before they move They gon' think about me Swimmin' in the deep end, my neck all wet When I'm sober, I don't feel like I'm at my best Lift my doors, these hoes probably gon' break they neck I did a lot of things that they ain't expect A penny out of me, these hoes will never get She said, "More powder please," her nostrils turning red I paid off my debts and I'm still getting checks Pay attention, can't ignore every threat they sent I fucked most of these hoes the first time that we met (We met) Had to move on but I still got some regrets (Some regrets) I been ballin', I been hittin' nothin' but net All of my people say that I was heaven-sent (Yeah) Fucked up the game, they let the brown boy reinvent Bought my foreign cash, I ain't worried 'bout a dent 'Til we overdose, XO I represent Got some racks, now I'm the one that they resent I just bought a K, I just need some ammo I just took a taste, brought the bag 'til I'm down low All these rappers fake, I look up to Ralo I been stacking cake, but it ain't round, though Do my ting Money tall, Yao Ming Said I'm done with bling After one more ring I just built a team Off loyalty Before they move They gon' think about me I take things that I should probably leave alone I can deal with the hate, but fake shit, I cannot condone The original was a fail, why would you want a clone? All these rappers fairytale, tellin' and they know Only got two opps left, I probably drop a bag on both I just got two new coats and I just popped a tag on both I just got two new hoes and if I want I'll rack 'em both All my diamonds water, my chain underneath the boat I'ma throw a private ceremony, me and money gon' elope I just bought a forty pointer chain, your pendant on a rope (Bling) I been tryna kill some habits, I don't know how to approach Gotta keep faith, I ain't never believe in hope I just bought a K, I just need some ammo I just took a taste, brought the bag 'til I'm down low All these rappers fake, I look up to Ralo I been stacking cake, but it ain't round, though Do my ting Money tall, Yao Ming Said I'm done with bling After one more ring I just built a team Off loyalty Before they move They gon' think about me
Writer(s): Navraj Goraya, Sugar-ray Antonio Henry, Jordan Lloyd Bacchus, Mohkom Singh Bhangal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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