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trdee - living legend كلمات الأغنية

[intro: trdee]
(ayo, mark a)
mark on the beat, you know i gotta trip on this b_tch, f_ck it
hey

[verse: trdee]
everybody take a l, keep your head up
told bro stop runnin’ ’bout these hoes, get your bread up
only thing she do is trip, i know you fed up
if they ask you who the coldest group, i hope you said us (sh_ttyboyz)
they hate to see us shinin’ like a bald head
i hate d_ck suckers, wish they was all dead
[?] type of money, i could shop until the mall dead
i don’t care what you heard, tell me what y’all said
hope you told him that he trippin’ and lame as h_ll
take another shot, i know the liquor bring you out your sh_ll
i know some n_ggas couldn’t wait to see my n_ggas fail
up that big b_tch and let it sing, pullin’ out adele
[?], i’m in a fishbowl like mysterio
catch a couple plays before you even make your cereal (no cap)
i be really talkin’ spicy, you don’t hear me, though
try one of mines, you might as well arrange your funeral
they tryna block my shine, stop my cameo (d_mn)
i was at the bottom just like [?]
got an onlyfans, postin’ nudes, she a s_xy ho
had to branch out ’cause n_ggas didn’t want to let me grow
on the road to riches, f_ck what’s in the rearview (no cap)
you got a body like a benz, i’m tryna steer you
it’s a bad feeling when you broke when the bills due
if i want his b_tch, i dm her, let me steal you (come here)
i’m playin’, i won’t go breakin’ up a happy home
when you down bad, i bet you n0body call your phone
feel like marv and harry, i’ma slide when she home alone
think it’s kinda crazy they don’t show love until you gone
[interlude: trdee]
it’s f_cked up
they don’t show love until you dead, bro
rappers [?] they don’t post these n_ggas ’til they dead
that sh_t f_cked up
no cap, that’s why i’m tryna be a livin’ legend
ayy, ayy, ayy_ayy

[verse 2: trdee & babytron]
i was scammin’ grannies 2016
she gon’ hold you if you say “hi”, like my b_tch mean
stan sniper hall of fame, shot so green
fah_fah_fah, left him leanin’ like some codeine (f_ck)
made it through the rain, pop some champagne
your b_tch say your d_ck weak and you so lame (ha)
don’t follow other people, get your own lane
she gon’ f_ck ’cause i’m a sh_ttyboy, don’t need no gang (sh_ttyboyz)
hands in the air if you get into it
baby, it ain’t no love here, i don’t f_ck with cupid
i’m a sh_ttyboy, but this ain’t sh_tty music
b_tch threw the neck like she was dumb ’cause she went super stupid (sh_t)
f_ck, i hate to be explicit
i just got a say somethin’ about it ’cause i really live it (i do)
don’t say you caught i body ’cause i know you didn’t
had to cut a couple b_tches off ’cause they was always trippin’
like who the f_ck got time for that?
if you ever throw a punch, i hope you bought a strap
told her turn around, i’m soulja boy, i’ma make it clap
if you ever talk down on us, don’t reach for no dap (sh_t!)
d_mn, trdee
babytron checkin’ in
extra b_tter, light salt

- trdee

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