paroles de chanson Trinna Carter Freestyle - Bonkaz

Only nigga with a deal thats still independent
Thats mean I do what I feel I dont feel like forgetting
The fact that I'm the realest out
The fact that I just made my own label I could probably give a stack to all of my niggas now
Handling my business
Tryna get a mansion for my sisters
Imma grind until I'm Branson with the riches
I'm handsome I get bitches
Love em then I leave em
Leave em then I love em
Never want em when I need em
Been checking my surroundings
I just got a check and that aint bouncing
Might just go and spend a couple thousand
Might chip in with Jevon couple houses
Music money nice but I'm tryna stack my bread up to the mountains
Getting money I need forever money
I need never ever ever ever forget it money
If my brudda ever need a hand then he get it from me
What's mine is yours I share like Sonny
And it's a different kind of feeling
When the odd one out is getting even
And they tryna draw you out but you can't see them
Hearts still freezing and my heart still the reason why I'm breathing
Only see red when I'm bleeding
Tried to paint me as a demon
Had to save my goals like I'm semen
Bout to make the most of my freedom
Fuck em I don't need em
Talking about a king that's treason
I'm pretty like Trina Carter my supreme in season
It's Mr crazy flow slash Mr making dough
SOS
I had to save my soul
I just done five in a row somebody take me home
I hit a six then I'm Brian Lara
Just watch the way I roll
I stayed up I'm flying Zara
I need a change of clothes
Shower in the gym and then I'm set like a paving stone
Brush my teeth in the studio then I spray Cologne
Ready for the day ahead
I'm way up and I'm ahead
I'm flying in the booth
If I'm sleeping with my babe it means I'm lying with the truth
Contradictory shes missing me
It's fire when I shoot
Let me do me
All these chicks admiring a youth
I'm like "who, me?"

Used to have a chip on both of my shoulders
Sim's inside the Motorola phone then in the motor we rollers
All my Gs fresh now
Used to get pro from the olders
Remeber when I Krept out the house I was rolling with Konan
Listening to Giggs
When he made Gorillaz In The Mist I was riding with some drillers in a Six
Seven is my zones
I was never ever in my home I was rolling through the ghetto with my bros
Devil in my dome
Could've got merked if I backed the 32
Used to role with the Beretta in my coat
Little Amaretto with the coke
Pack the brown with the blade
All my niggas used to sell a little dope
Used to hide nines in the block
If you pay the fee guns are less likely to pop
I was tryna write this to the top
From day Dot I was Rotten I was really tryna write niggas off