Lyrics:
the greatest
Tell 'em, "title your album, a fish outta water"
'Cause that shit be floppin'
You fuckin' suck
Number 1 my shit droppin'
Love it and hate it,
on I can't see through the lens
My life's so big it can't analyze
I'm so high I feels like I'm on Paradise
These Niggas be so quick to tell a lie
You
fuckers got a bone to pick then suck on these nuts
Coming up I didn't really need much
They tell me that my album ain't gone replay
Hmm I don't give an F U
talks. Chat shit, that's chatting bands
Chatting hundred in your hands, chatting thousands on the gram
What a scam, see
Money new religion, paper pillars
It's kill or be killed
Or get killed for
What you think
My flow is different
Cuz I know my shit
Right by the sink
Too much of thoughts
That I've
through
A hundred proof
Is running through my veins
Not often up in a haze
If anything, day to day
I'll prolly roll up and blaze
It seems to be the only way
1-0-0
Nothings guaranteed
And this life shit ain't for free
Know that I won't live forever
So God tell me where to be
You destined for a legend
Leave
itself
But the people want everything else
OK, no problem, I'll show up on everyone album
You know what the outcome will be
I'm batting a thousand
'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the C-P-T
'Cause
Dumb
Still coming in with d coupe
Winning now u can tell by my nike
Shoes
Tell dem mo'fuckers check it
Then I wreck
Banging all the L's
Take off like
[Talking]
Yo, it's T2 and S.L.A.B
It's a remix, yes sir
[Trae]
They say that I'm not wrecking, I'm about to teach 'em a lesson
How niggaz get
L's along the way, the craft I'm perfecting, fuck all the haters neglecting it
Black king aging like fine wine
When you strive to be great they hate,
stop nah I'd take 100 losses
And I ain't ran from a fight once
Lay the verse straight shit it's rare that I might punch
Only have to be right once
Shawn
You don't need to love me now, I'm all good
I ain't tryna lure you out, don't be baited off the hook
You gon need a flashbang by the way I made you look
of people what my mom say
Everyday I'm stressing I be hoping that the grind pay
Hoping that I got it
Grinding by myself to be the number one topic
Can you
though I don't like dinners
Don't be confused by my image, I'm no fuckin' public pin-up
But my heart won't let me say no to a picture
[Chorus]
Uh,
the flesh
Don't tell me how you're so impressed
I used to be insecure with my looks and how I dressed
Nowadays, I could care less, I'm finding my confidence
Freeing the damned by being free as I am
And speaking belief into people sittin' with reason to stand
Who just might be needing a hand
I got you
9th
that bitch is a fool
How come, you can listen to my first album
and tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from?
(YEAH!) So what you actin for?
Empty the shells if niggas give you the reason
Never was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin
By the grievin'
My story's no fairy tale, reach
that, you gon' do it again
Niggas never ever knew I would win
That's why they be acting new when I win
The moment I stop holding everything in They tell
I don't tell these stories that these other men do
Life is a bitch that's word to Az
First album made me fall in love with rap was Blueprint by Jay-Z
the thing to make the things worse Baby I should think first
‘For I make the things worse
My name is Trev
And this is an album by me It’s called RUMTLOVE
be going, making a living, but we got played by this
Fucking ginger
We were gonna give it a little time and maybe try to work something out with ya
But
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