Lyrics:
Drizzy
Aw yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel ya
They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar
I get it, I live it, to me there's nothing realer
Just enough
riding high
Hope I Never land
But I'm still down
Yeah, I'm still down
I need a lil' salsa and some cheese for the chips
Smooth talker, talk a freak in
with the guys
I'm free, lil' tight, you know he gon' ride
I spend by myself, I know I'm gon' slide
Please say nigga, I ain't bust that fight
This
wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
Drizzy
Aw yeah Trey, I fuckin' feel ya
They be starin' at the money like it's
wanna be successful
I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
Drizzy
Aw yeah Trey, I fuckin' feel ya
They be starin' at the money like it's
look like I be sponsored
By Snow Bros
But it'll look better
If instead it were your ankles
Trey400
Say the whole damn name
The dog's off the leash
cnd
hustle no more, easy come, easy go
No limit should be platinum before the shit hits the store
With my cutless he could get his mind right
And (trey hamm?)
a given
I handle the rock
That shit is a mission
The bars and the drums
You know that they hitting
I pull out the llama
Yk I ain’t missing
I pull out
Yeah Pools, turn me up
Trey On Da Beatz, I hear your my nigga
Ghost
High, fly, shit's crazy, you know?
Sitting in the dark, sipping on the bark
shorty keep ya lips silent
D's, in the cut we gon deep by em
See something shorty keep ya lips silent
All about the banddo, but you know the thing bout it
in this game somethin D-P
My eyes only see D's, that's why I'm young and burnt out
Learned the know how, well how to do now, by eighteen turned out
to cook
That’s light
I’m Curry from the trey arc
Pen game been on dead shot
When ya caught by the red dot
Don’t get caught slipping
If you do that’s yo ass
a bitch who didn't care to live
Try ya luck it could go right or left or we go end yo shit
Two door
I hit the gas and then I peel
I could never show you
modelin
If you're twitter followin
There's too many girls
I know I'm never gon sex
But we could phone sex
Touch your own breasts
Call my phone
804.335.0051
You know what this-
You know what this road name right here?
Mastic Drive
Mastic Drive? That's what I ga name this
"Mastic Drive Outro"
Lately I
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right,
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya
the heat toted
And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded
Straight quoted in nine-trey, by the dime
Now we connected
He said, "Mack, when you westsidin`
L. Trey and he ain't playing witcha
I don't ride by I fly by
When I look you in your eyes I hear you talk without speaking
I know this come
be friends," have my Trey Songz way 'til the rain's all done
Look back, all the fake friends gone
My love's gone fragile, my face all done
No
work
I modify my name, just the first
To fit in this lil' game, yeah
It's hard chilling with niggas
Who only talk about bitches and never 'bout
Imma do it my way, and the real niggas know me by JP, no Trey (Yeah)
Okay (Okay)
Now I'm trying to pop us some bottles (Oh yeah)
Or Imma go fuck
muf**ka bang
Get ya money up, this cane is what we f**kin' slang
And 9 trey is what I f**kin' claim
Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang
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