DA LABEL (feat. LilKv & Prod!gy)

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Everybody know Trey made this to me
Pulling me here, my own desire
My family, my friends, all these things
It's distracting me from the truth
And it's difficult to give in
Especially when you're young, man
But if you can go through it, you'll come out like gold
In fact, I can go through the fire
They don't want to go through the fire
They want to get a lot of gold to Jamaica and the Bahamas
and do their own self-esteem
But he said, you wet
Should I exalt you
I give you the desire of your heart
But it's difficult to wait for everybody to hold you

Let's do this shit, let's do this shit
Through the pain and the fire, and I'm looking to inspire
When they rolling all around me and they looking with some flyers
Tell me, come to all my shows, come to all the close
Talk about all these bitches and I'm balling like D-Rose
Whipping missiles, lose control when I send it through your dome
Send a shock through the air and I'm creating all the clones
And they watching with my back, they marching at my back
I'm trying to get these bitches, count em up and getting stacks
HA
Laughing on the track, going put up all the plaques
Going platinum, going gold, going diamond, get a rack
And you know my life's on track, running circles around these pussies
Trying to catch me, but you know they don't know where they looking

Don't know where they looking, Kv on the  mic he  cooking
And I've seen your shawty looking, shoot my shot like Devin Booker, man
If she want to ride, she can slide by tonight
I get in and hit her liver flow like river, like denial
Why these niggas think they close to me? They really in denial
I'm exactly what I'm supposed to be. I've known that since a child
I got wood for all the ladies, but that's no longer my style
Need a carpenter, Sabrina, to come repair my smile
You get that? And if you ever need some energy, I'm down to bang
Slavery over, all my niggas still down to hang
Need to lock in with Snoop, Lil' KV a Menace on his track
Sign me to death row

It's Prod, you say you down to hang
I'ma f*ck your bitch because she text me, bout she never came
Bitch, I'm bout my dough, I make it, then hop up in the range
Took a bitch and I got more money, nigga, you a lame

You a lame, you also stained
Fly above the world, my nigga, yeah, I'm feeling pain
You niggas bitches talking shit, we shot you out that range
I can't f*ck with hoes no more, cause they just want the K's

I stack it up, I stack it up, I'm feeling like I'm Dracula
No, that's your bitch because she come to my crib and she suck me up
Bitch, you talking shit, but play with her booty like buttercups
Yeah, I'm in the back of the motherfucking bus, these niggas trap it up

Flip it like a spatula, they start attacking, bruh
I can't be fucking with these hoes because they get attached to us
That chopper, it flick you, and now you looking blasphemous
I seen that shotgun from your face, these niggas started rapping up, rapping up

KV, Prod, and Gabo, these niggas be trapping, bruh
We get the glicks and drill the bodies, then we scrap them up
I think it's funny, huh? I stack my money up
I'm looking at all of you brokes, I think it's dumb as f*ck

Pussy boy, I keep that Tommy Tuck, I glick it up
KV, Prod, KV, Prod, and Gabo, can't forget the label
You niggas talking shit, but we gon' shoot you from all angles
taking pics nigga
Everybody know Trey made this one

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