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PERFORMING ARTISTS
CEO Trayle
CEO Trayle
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deundraeus Portis
Deundraeus Portis
Songwriter
Justin Trayle Bell
Justin Trayle Bell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Kang
James Kang
Mixing Engineer
Twysted Genius
Twysted Genius
Producer
Ellantre Williams
Ellantre Williams
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(Go Go) (Ay Ay) I dont feel none, I just feel numb I don't hear none, but i hear some In my ear drums, hate make me kill some You cant hate me out in public so you hate alone You cant hate me round everybody else you hate at home Big Ol Backdoor the bomb, come on this trip i show you some Perkies make me feel numb, I just try escape Used to buy the SRT's and flip the plates Used to go straight to the candy lady get the plates Eating food my mama smacked my head said "boy better say your grace" Child stay in your place, ay say child save your face Kus you gone need that later You know they dont do no favors Better go on them moves and capers How you gone get your shoes for school, how you get pen and paper They ain't tryna let you borrow none but it got greater later I got tired of hearing "Sorry son" so i bought me my first bomb Went outside and made a run now here i come Trayle, you can see him coming, mama cry like we cut onions Said her baby boy made something outta nothing Ay dont do that shit for nothing 4 This for Baby 4, I said that before But i say it like I ain't said it before They gone play it for 4 They not playing with 4 I told Gwap to slam the door Secret stash that's where them hammers go Nigga its July the 4th Came back, they brought me back now I'm gone slime the Pope It's Big Back, slime me ima slime you back Slimy cat, can you get up out that trunk nigga find a latch Worried bout the label paying me back They say you cant be saying that "Fuck em" Police i be tryna duck em, they think i be up to something But i dont be doing nothing I'm just tryna protect myself like everybody else outside I'm just riding getting high, everybody gettting by But my new watch was 75 I skate around like Golden Glide My freezer filled with frozen pies He hate me it show in his eyes She love me and I'm knowing why He plugged me, i love him for life He paved the way i bought him ice And I'm not going for that shit twice I kept on rapping till i got nice This Amiri denim dont forget to say that bitch He a Master Splinter, shhh, don't even say that bitch If she don't reciprocate, dont even save that bitch Tell em add the demon voice yea, nigga change the pitch
Writer(s): Justin Bell, Deundraeus Portis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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