Текст пісні Trey - Nell

Trey

I wake up to get my cake up\nCoolin it on my glacier\nGazing into space and age\nCalculating ways to get paid\nRaged as i hit the block\nSmokin to come up with the plot\nStrictly bout that paper knot\nJealousy make the haters watch\nHustling on the come up as I’m waiting on my tape to drop\nAs industry niggas tend to jock I’m kicking this shit and not gonna stop\nI release my energy\nTurnt up on my enemies\nMy homie bought the Hennessy so now we bout to hit the scene\nMurked out off in a truck\n4 niggas 3 burners tucked\nNiggas from round here known to clutch cuz john doe was over us\nUs as in M.i.a\nA lot of my niggas ain’t here today\nSo im liven my life threw interphase\nEyes and mind are engaged\nIn a daze to the signs\nHelping me find my inner prime\nLive to protect and go hard for success so you gotta respect how i get mine\nBut let me take you to a time where niggas use to chill and sip\nNow its all bout getting flipped and who got the biggest pistol grip\nThe reaper creep up on yo people making you think your bonafied\nThe reefer put you in a sleeper demons sneak up on yo mind\nMean while I’m the grind\nComing down my interstate\nOnly god can judge me so the devil never penetrates