TDB Tray - Sidewayz

Nigga behind me, we ready for action you think that you won all you hear is some clapping
Don't trust a bank, it ain't shit that you think I'd rather just put all my shit in a mattress
See how you flip it, them junkies keep comin', I swear that boy G get it gone like it's magic
74' chevy sit high some forges, I swear I keep spinnin' and spinnin' and spinnin' it
Boy dropped the rock just to pick up a glock and I swear this shit here ain't as good as it seem
Don't got no opp, but I promise I'll pop any nigga that reach for my neck or my jeans
Call Ms. Temeka, I ask if it's green and she say that it's green, so you know what that mean
Been in the booth for three days and I can't even sleep, so I just dropped a four of that lean
Partner be ready to rock and he say he won't stop, so I just let him do what he please
Beat that lil' hoe from the back, but she want get on top, I just want her on top of her knees
When I was younger, that money ain't grow, but right now it just seem like it's growin' on trees
Love for the A, I got love for the H, that's why every time you see me, I'm throwin' up trees
No, I won't stop, I ain't sparin' you niggas, no pity, no sympathy here for you niggas
So disrespectful, I pull that boy out and I promise I'll let that boy spit on you niggas
Too quick to claim, watch me change up the game, just to tell you them niggas you with, they ain't with you
Bitch like the gram, let me check out my fit, then strike me a pose just to take a picture

Written by:
Traveion Bryant

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