showed none That's the reason I ain't smilin when you see me in person I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause them jackers be lurkin Ain't none
Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts So don't come around now bitch When you showed everybody, all kinds of love And I ain't got none left, didn't nobody
[Chorus] Everytime I turn around my friends are turnin into foes I can't feel my days at hand please Heaven open up your doors I wanna live my life, my
t remember last night, so you back at it again. Turn back up your music. Put back on your chains. Fasten on your watch and slide on all your rings. Put back
or money by the ton You niggaz ain't help me get it, I did it with no one Fuck showing love back, I ain't showing none (y'all niggaz don't have to) Come
riding on knot That's everyday, and I'm loving it mayn Ain't shit changed, I gotta go get it Come back with it, and I won't quit Sideways on a switch,
a hundred mothafuckers at yo do' - with 4 - 4's HahaHaha, Yeah nigga, Thug Life [Chorus: w/ Trae talking over it] [Verse 3: Trae] Tell 'em if they lookin 4 me ain't
niggas mad, tell them I ain't finna pass the plate I finna know that they ass is fake So tell them goin' give it up, I ain't finna pass the mic for shit
'cause they know I got e'm for ten and they know the game ain't dead it's too late I'm deep up in it, ain't nothin about me scary chiefin in the club
learn Got sent to the back now they know it's my turn, fuck over Trae your ass'll get burned I've never been weak I keep shit stern, ain't no folks ever
[talking:] Yo Boss, hey turn them headphones up for me my nigga Trae the Truth, Young Chill told myself I wasn't gon get back in that zone mayn It's like
trial for possessions, still concealing the biscuit Shouts to Trae, and my Dub's Southwest And my far Eastside, and all my Blood's out West But my shorties down South, ain't
Off top, when it come to the ghetto it don't stop Number one in the hood, they be loving the way I rock [Hook] [Trae:] Ain't no need for the discussion
but it ain't no phony godamn what you wanna go and fuck with Trae fo' alittle bit of fame but it ain't gon' pay hoe now you gon'feel how the fuck I feel
the final prize See I got, my break through [Trae] I'm on a mission trying to get it, full time and I don't plan on losing damn Why they don't wanna
[Trae] It's still the same thang ain't nothing changed, me and my dogs trying to have thangs Flipping our cheddar trying to maintain, don't wanna go to
Lord help me out, I think you missing all my calls My back against the wall, and I ain't got no time to fall at all [Hook x2] [Trae] It ain't no mo
police report, they feel like a fool It's Paul Wall I'm in this, for counting stacks Evading the car jack, but Trae got my back so haters back-back [Hook] [Trae