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Trouble
10
Hip-Hop/Rap
Trouble was released on December 2, 2024 by Broken Soul as a part of the album Lost Files
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Release DateDecember 2, 2024
LabelBroken Soul
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JaGlizzy
JaGlizzy
Songwriter

Lyrics

All that tough shit get you hurt lil' ass boy
All that Tough Tony shit get y'all ass killed
Lil' bitch you bad but you not her I can't fuck without that Yerk
Uh uh yeah
Uh
JaGlizz
JaGlizz
JaGlizz
Ja Glizz
JaGlizz
I got pain up in my head I'm cracking heads for all my dead
Ain't no copping out this beef you gotta stand on what you said
Riding strike I'm in the mix it's indirect it ain't a diss
I'm a genie with this Glock I told the opps to "make a wish"
You can't pop that shit to me if you gon pop it tell the truth
I'm with a bitch I got her wet and now she turnt up off of juice
Now we lit she arch it up you know I'm knocking her shit loose
It's getting cold so bundle up I said "I'm Bippin in my Goose"
We got the gas we got the pints and we got ACT so what you mean
Dickhead thought he was Usain bro why you running from a beam ?
And I don't like my bitches nice nasty bitches super mean
And best believe I'll swing my door if you ain't hooping with my team
Lil bro gifted on them drills he dump his shot and go to work
I got a glock this bitch a whore cause' all she wan do is twerk
Don't come around with all that flashing shit'll probably get you murked
We get our money from the street thats why it's shoutout to the first
"Nightmares" what they call it when the feds come lay the belt
You in the streets get out your feelings put your heart up on a shelf
Judge told him "he got life" and now his dreams they forced to melt
And they denied all the appeals so now he don't got nothing else
You never seen a momma cry she grieving while she weap
Bro a killer not suprised that he see bodies in his sleep
You in that field boy take my word boy put that lace up on your cleats
**** play a role for Instagram you leave it in the street
I got pain up in my head I'm cracking heads for all my dead
Ain't no copping out this beef you gotta stand on what you said
Riding strike I'm in the mix it's indirect it ain't a diss
I'm a genie with this Glock I told the opps to "make a wish"
You can't pop that shit to me if you gon pop it tell the truth
I'm with a bitch I got her wet and now she turnt up off of juice
Now we lit she arch it up you know I'm knocking her shit loose
It's getting cold so bundle up I said "I'm Bippin in my Goose"
We got the gas we got the pints and we got ACT so what you mean
Dickhead thought he was Usain bro why you running from a beam ?
And I don't like my bitches nice nasty bitches super mean
And best believe I'll swing my door if you ain't hooping with my team
Lil bro gifted on them drills he dump his shot and go to work
I got a glock this bitch a whore cause' all she wan do is twerk
Don't come around with all that flashing shit'll probably get you murked
We get our money from the street thats why it's shoutout to the first
Why it's shoutout to the first ?
We get our money from the street that's why it's shoutout to the first (****)
Shoutout to the first lil bro he gifted on them drills he dump his shit and go to work (Dump his fucking shot)
Written by: Ja Glizz
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