Текст песни Trophies - Slim Thug

Still here 15 summers
I been balling since the baby Hummers
You wanna talk to me, talk numbers
I aint tryna see you, Stevie Wonder
Im just tryna pay my child support, man
And still have some leftover balling change
See, I came a long way from ripping wood grain
And repping about my new piece of chains
Nowadays I be pulling up like the boss
Crow steel cost more than a house
Used to steal cars living on and off
Now everything I drive is paid off
I be hopping out the Ghost with two trophies
Walking in the crib, got them canned groceries
Bitch, Im the boss, you cant coach me
Better get your weight up before you come approach me
Thugga
I been racking Rollies since the small faces
I done had a grill when you had braces
Im shaking all snakes, avoid all cases
Tryna make another mil, still paper chasing
You can stay broke if you want to
But Im addicted to getting me something new
Thats why you see me riding clean like I do
Fresh kicks, fresh fit, new bitch, too
You only get one life, better ball, nigga
Fuck settling for less, I want it all, nigga
Im too tired to do anything small, nigga
Thats why my AKA boss hard, nigga
I done seen it all, done it all twice
I feel like Im going on my third life
If you real you should take this here advice
Grind hard till you get your paper right
Lead a boss life, nigga