white, reminscin all night, 'bout my cousin Trans Wreakin havoc in this rap game, so it's alright Grandmother and my Auntie gettin everything they need Trae your name's all in my
let go I'm thoed in the game, hydro or that do-do Catch Z-Ro in slow-mo, Z-Ro not no hoe thogh I swang and I swerve, like Tony Montana My balls are my
mine baby my forty-acres, and my new mansion, and my yacht might take alittle time for me to see bigger living (??) or not but I want stop until I'm touchin my
held my ground And I never ran, got shot for taking a stand I need a plexing, because I'm stressing, losing my mind Smoking wesson, my head I'm pressing
lost all of my blood This is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll niggaz Y'all just come around, cause I got them drugs When all my drugs gone, nigga all my thugs
I think you better let it go [Trae] You better let it go, before you get rushed in the game Why everybody, wanna be yelling my name Don't they know my
most of the time I'm by myself cause all of my friends are fake How many more chins willI have to check untill the bones in my wrist and my fist finally
turn around my friends are turnin into foes I can't feel my days at hand please Heaven open up your doors I wanna live my life, my life but my life is
I ride on my enemies-I ride on my enemies it's time to ride on my enemies I ride on my enemies-I ride on my enemies it's time to ride on my enemies be
for me Baby girl I love you by my side So anything you need, that means you got me So just my ghetto queen gon' take that ride [Verse 1: Trae] Look here
Frown Across My Face, The Only Way To Greet Her In The Process Of Bein'trae, I Missed Out As A Child Probably Because Reality My Style And They Told My
stuntin My ice tha shit im probably at a hundred stacks, and runnin I guess Im fly cuz my doors in da air and my trunk is hummin Im still movin slow, my
lead me to doin some time [Chorus] [Verse 2: Trae] Whether they like it or not this rappin done got me settled every since a youth I hit the gas, with my
pain (my pain), it runs deep share it with me [Trae:] Ain't nothing changed, I still sit watching the time go by I'm on a level of my own, cause motherfuckers
know my real niggaz feel my tone if you ain't ninety-nine plus you ain't in my zone better feel a nigga vibe if I'm flippin alone cause I'm aware of my
Yung Redd) [talking] Ay Trae, I thought these niggaz wanted to see us make it mayn But I've been seeing otherwise mayn, but it's all hood though [Trae
fight and these streets ain't my home and these niggaz are so wrong I want so much more before I reach the other side [Trae] I got my mug on cause every
fo' 4's, with my trunk open and close Them haters gon kill theyself, when I pull up in suicide do's 400 dollar loc's on my face, with diamonds in my mouth