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- T.R.U. New Levels New Devils 歌詞
- T.R.U.
- Written by：Worl/TRU
Yeah
So b**ch I'ma give you my all and you still gon' walk away
Man I'm so sick of being around these fake a** n **gas
Winners Circle
When we used to steal out the store you went home devil
It's Worl
At the bottom looking up the top feeling closer
Remember the times we used to steal out Krogers
Can't drive that Phantom boy without the chauffeur
Stayed down and I really showed 'em yeah
New levels new devils
Rosary new bezels
B**ch treat me like treasures
I never made you feel special
Yeah new levels new devils
Yeah yeah yeah
Tryna provide for my daughter and 'dem
For my daughter and 'dem
These n* *gas fake I see the flaw in them yeah
I see the flaw in them
Straight shooter with that raw and 'dem woo
With that raw and 'dem
Amiri jeans I got them blues in here yeah
I got them blues in here
It's blood in my eyes
Blood I can barely see
I can barely see
N**ga look me in my face when you greet a G
When you see a G
Packs on back street
Yeah backend count last week
No cap
I'm a hustler for real no Cassidy
No Cassidy
Them n**gas tried you like a b**ch the audacity
The audacity
No cap on 808s I give y'all half of me
I give you half of me
I drop the top in my lane ain't no passin' me
Yeah yeah
At the bottom looking up the top feeling closer
Remember the times we used to steal out Krogers
Can't drive that Phantom boy without the chauffeur
Stayed down and I really showed 'em yeah
New levels new devils
Rosary new bezels
B**ch treatme like treasures
I never made you feel special
Yeah new levels new devils
Yeah yeah yeah
You know me certified n**ga all I slang is crack
Crack
Doors off the Jeep me and Skinny on the ave
Skinny
Went back to the 3
Woah yeah we kill a rat
4 Seasons
I'ma feed the whole 4 with this rap that's a fact
Yeah
Free my homeboy Crack got Glock cocked in the back
Nah
Put 4 Seasons on my back that sh*t you talk all cap
Cap
Might just pop at your cap I'm talkin' letter with the caps
Cap
Ratchet ho with me lookin' like B.A.P.S.
No cap okay
No cap
Them n**gas tried you like a b* *ch the audacity
No cap on 808s I give y'all half of me
I drop the top in my lane ain't no passin' me
Yeah yeah
At the bottom looking up the top feeling closer
Remember the times we used to steal out Krogers
Can't drive that Phantom boy without the chauffeur
Stayed down and I really showed 'em yeah
New levels new devils
Rosary new bezels
B**ch treat me like treasures
I never made you feel special
Yeah new levels new devils
Yeah yeah yeah
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