El8ch - Trophy
Feel like we stuck in the hood somebody gotta make it out
And that’s the reason why I rap see niggas doing it for clout
Convert my pain into lyrics this my only Word of mouth
I'm from the south in the field it ain’t no referees or scouts
So you better run yo route
Yo cornerback is that corner that you standing on
And that’ll get you picked 6 no doubt
I Ain’t finna run my mouth
Ima have yo fam making Deep Fry fish and souse
What you on I’m on the same thang
I had to cut off my side cause I’m only trying to maintain
When that rain came
We was in the same car you still managed to change lanes
But the sun Gon shine when it’s over
I got angels in the sky but this devil on my shoulder
Death around corner the reaper getting closer
Go hard like a boner if you want that trophy
If you want that trophy gotta stay focused
I won’t hate on a nigga infront of me cause that's bogus
And I ain’t choose to rap I was the one that rap chosen
Use this rap shit as a golden ticket to get these tokens
Black heart is not broken
Her pussy was a sweet lic cause her heart I done stole it
I had a talk with Love and it told me I folded
But it folded on me
Zombies do exist I see you turning on me
Why you turning on me
That’s that fake shit
You diss I get you wet up no hesi they quick to quake shit
And I don’t put myself around no fake shit that hate shit
Never tripped about a bitch I just replace it
Being broke no joke get off yo ass that shit don’t make sense
I speak on what I live this shit real I can’t fake it
Looked my self in mirror told my problems that ima face it
One thing I learned from sè if we don’t make it we Gon take it , nigga.
Feel like we stuck in the hood somebody gotta make it out
And that’s the reason why I rap see niggas doing it for clout
Convert my pain into lyrics this my only Word of mouth
I'm from the south in the field it ain’t no referees or scouts
So you better run yo route
Yo cornerback is that corner that you standing on
And that’ll get you picked 6 no doubt
I Ain’t finna run my mouth
Ima have ya fam making Deep Fry fish and souse
What you on I’m on the same thang
I had to cut off my side cause I’m only trying to maintain
When that rain came
We was in the same car you still managed to change lanes
But the sun Gon shine when it’s over
I got angels in the sky but this devil on my shoulder
Death around corner reaper getting closer
Go hard like a boner if you want that trophy
If you want that Trophy
Trophy
Trophy
If you want that trophyyy
Trophyyy
Trophyy
Go hard like a boner
Go hard like a boner
Written by:
Isaac Frye Jr
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