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letra de prove - trey lawrence

[intro: trey]
yeah, this what it feel like
when everything telling you to quit
but for some reason you just keep on going

[pre-chorus: trey]
sick of this pain
stress on my brain
lately i ain’t feeling n0body
dirt on my name
think i’m a game
playing with me
gone end up sorry
sick of this pain
stress on my brain
lately i ain’t feeling n0body
dirt on my name
think i’m a game
playing with me
gone end up sorry

[chorus: trey]
got my respect by being real
i ain’t got sh-t to prove
in the city of hate the city of fake
they ain’t got sh-t to lose
they want me to quit
or they still sleep
i ain’t gone hit the snooze
don’t get mad at me
cause i’ma succeed
at what u didn’t do
[verse: trey]
get off my phone
leave me alone
can’t give out money can’t do no favors
that’s when y’all hit my line
otherwise u treat me like a stranger
in and out these courthouses
hoping the judge don’t give me papers
i done made some wrong choices
pray it don’t effect my behavior  (turn up, turn up)
ain’t from the hood i ain’t from the streets
b-tch i’m from the burbs i ain’t ashamed  (sh-t)
and most of y’all from there too
but claim u not, and that sh-t lame
so rep yo clique, yo squad, yo set
throw up that gang , whatever u bang
they do it for hoes. do it for clout, do it for fame
but do your thang..
been through so much
and don’t know what i was thinking
my car push to start but gotta blow in that b-tch to crank it  (d-mn)
i know it’s gods plan
but find it hard to be patient
cause what i got lined up guarantee
i’ma make a statement  (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
[pre-chorus: trey]
sick of this pain
stress on my brain
lately i ain’t feeling n0body
dirt on my name
think i’m a game
playing with me
gone end up sorry
sick of this pain
stress on my brain
lately i ain’t feeling n0body
dirt on my name
think i’m a game
playing with me
gone end up sorry

[chorus: trey]
got my respect by being real
i ain’t got sh-t to prove
in the city of hate the city of fake
they ain’t got sh-t to lose
they want me to quit
or they still sleep
i ain’t gone hit the snooze
don’t get mad at me
cause i’ma succeed
at what u didn’t do
[verse 2: trey]
i been out here going through it on the low
paying bills paying fines
and ain’t getting paid for a show
feelin overlooked by these n-ggas n0body knows  (who?)
here comes average joe wit the same hand me down flows
watch me tip-toe
slide across this beat just like a pro
24 karat  magic on my neck and wrist
i’m dipped in gold
better prepare
im taking off like i’ma blow, look out below
better prepare i’ll takeoff on u like i’m 1/3 of migos.  (hey!)
i been sitting thinking
i been sipping drinking
tired of policeman
picking on the weakest link
reaching for the heat
quick as you can blink
just a reason
to mess up ya weekend
i done woke up drunk in a jail cell
like aw h-ll
crying out for jesus
praying that i’m dreaming
blessed i’m even breathing
gotta face my demons
that’s the reason i’m

[pre-chorus: trey]
sick of this pain
stress on my brain
lately i ain’t feeling n0body
dirt on my name
think i’m a game
playing with me
gone end up sorry
sick of this pain
stress on my brain
lately i ain’t feeling n0body
dirt on my name
think i’m a game
playing with me
gone end up sorry

- trey lawrence

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