Trophy Boy
Keyze AriZona
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Trophy boy Need a grammy for this shit Tears of joy Next, I'm coming with the hits Chuck Norris Who I'm watching in the crib Gold chains on my neck For the feeling Momma raised a soldier I turned out a villain Tryna keep composure Every man is different Filet mignon hibachi What I like for dinner Snakeskin wallet Holding all credentials Bitch I then made it off the block nigga Everything I am Made me everything I'm not nigga Everything I said Be the reason that I'm hot nigga Everyday I bled To get these bars So now I'm scarred up Every year I shed another layer Ain't that marvelous Every time I step out people stare Is he a star or what It's personal Say he in the field But he work from home Motion sickness I been feeling dizzy Think its vertigo
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