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letra de get 'em off - trizzy trav

yea
uh
let’s go
yea

get ‘em off me
get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me
get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me
got to get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me
time to get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me
time to get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me
get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me
got to get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me
got to get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me

yea i got a cold stare
i need more moët rose here
got ice from veins that flow here
straighten what comes out my head
one time for the smoke that blow here
two times for the ol’ girl who once came through
got her mind right and gave me mine at the same time it was so clear
that was real clutch like ray allen on the baseline
that’s what coach fear
that the best player in the game won’t perform where you expect him to be
i know it’s one left for me
don’t really care if it swish through
just want the ball to go through hoop
now apply that to mine now
i know the time now
if i don’t rhyme now
i might go blind now
the dreams that i see might time out
the vision to be my find out that my doubt is the reason i keep these lines in
the one thing that could be my out
i’m beyond sick wit this writing instrument
got conflicts wit the kid you can drown slow
get love from n—– that i don’t know
she just moved ‘bout 23 hours ago but she still down though
told me to come but i’m stuck in the land of the snow like bobby brown nose
think i’m bound to only to view a glimpse like lookin’ thru picket fences
mazarati dreams when you see through trizzy lenses
expensive thoughts once made the mark
but now it’s altered now by what involves my heart
along wit the supreme team i’m apart of
audio dope in the apartment
i treat my home like the carter
gave it all for my first thought of
ambition
i’m a man wishin’
that little man sittin’ on my shoulder won’t patrol my goals tellin’ my soul that i can’t get it
i put the work in prayed for months
been down now i plan on stayin’ up
good ol’ trav been great enough
get ‘em off me

(ceeze dollaz)
grew apart from people that i grew to love
i didn’t know who to trust
always high but wasn’t really movin’ up
you act like you should wear a gown in public but who you to judge
fight with my demons everyday
can’t always worry bout what people say
my shorty said her momma wasn’t straight
so i helped her move her to another state
swear i felt so alone but needed sp-ce
d-mn
then my brody caught a case
i’m talkin’ might never see the light of day and it been too much yellow tape around the way
i heard a couple n—– tryna shake
most over some b—— though that s— is fake
dreamed you looked at the news and seen my face
so i felt i should keep it on me just in case
can’t count on n-body else had to get cool wit’ just countin’ my blessings
why would i ever submit to you when i am not the one seekin’ acceptance?
when i went through it ain’t question your methods
i know how i’m movin’ seem wreckless
seen it to the end to get the whole message and then every l i took turned to a lesson look watch how you steppin’
was by my side but now you just be in the way
tryna grind til my n—– straight
disappointed by the shots that i didn’t take more than shots that i didn’t make
yall be sayin’ n—– is great and it’s just cuz they gettin cake
the money real but n—– fake
bout time to get ours cuz these n—– minute made

- trizzy trav

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