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alter ego - ceo trayle lyrics

[intro]
(j*milli)
big sh*t talker 4

[verse]
n*gga thought that he was gonna rob 4, got whacked in the process
fully automatic, might catch fed time, get caught with this
uh, 4 be trippin’, but the ceo be talkin’ sense
f*ck havin’ sense, we got hit seven times, we keep a bl!ck
4, i’m just gon’ tell you chill, yeah, you like arguin’
we just ridin’ ’round with dracs ’cause these n*ggas might know what car we in
what the f*ck, trayle? why the f*ck you always calm? n*gga, i’m poppin’ out
ayy, you bring too much attention, c4, that’s that sh*t i’m talkin’ ’bout
i be hearin’ voices, c4 my alter ego
ceo the businessman, level head, low*key, though
but c4 yellow tape sh*t
ayy, see, you don’t even give me a chance to talk before you scream sh*t
ayy, you know i wan’ be seen, b*tch
you can stay low*key and sh*t, get up with me, b*tch, i’m in traffic
you know i’m in traffic too with you, lil’ stupid boy, what’s up? what’s happenin’?
you just be tweakin’ when i get with you, we all know you ain’t cappin’
i don’t give no f*ck, lil’ n*gga, i’m ski, you ain’t gotta get in this car with me
b*tch, keep on acting like you won’t bl!ck the opps, you won’t get far with me
lil’ n*gga, you sound crazy, know i keep that k, it’s like guitar to me
you keep on lettin’ this fame and sh*t get to your head, handle your business
plus we can’t never go outside and you just chillin’
i don’t even know why you still sayin’ the same sh*t, boy, flame the thoink
ayy, n*gga, don’t you see me lightin’ it? i’m just talkin’, tryna explain my point
the way you actin’ gon’ land us back inside the joint
ayy, f*ck what you sayin’, i’m 40 glock*in’
and all that sh*t is cool, but you ain’t gotta up that sh*t on everybody
you know i only got you, yak, and cash left
ayy, where the f*ck you think i’m goin’?
know i was there, we took our last breath
n*gga, that’s ’cause you only tryna focus on this music sh*t
you startin’ to look real different to me, trayle, i’m tryna move a brick
n*gga, we did that already, i’m tryna be rich
so you sayin’ you don’t wanna be kingpin no more?
nah, i’m just sayin’, n*gga, we could rap, do some features, do some shows
what kinda n*gga like the police kickin’ on his door?
ayy, we should just move that trap
naw, n*gga, i’m rappin’, you can move wherever you want to, n*gga, no cap
n*gga should’ve knew i wasn’t even listenin’ to that sh*t, sound like my b*tch
she like, “c4, stop, when you gon’ quit?”
look at me, give my b*tch the same face i’m givin’ you right now
yeah, you steady talkin’ sh*t, why i ain’t tryna be in this b*tch with you now
and every time you get into some sh*t, i’m there to get you out
lil’ n*gga, i don’t call you, know big folks be with me, f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
and all i know is right now, you been movin’ funny, trayle
aw, n*gga, let’s change the conversation
sure, let’s go get some money, trayle
but see, 4, what we got is different ’cause it work
f*ck n*gga, don’t get soft on me, you seen me drivin’, help me find my perc’
oh, oh, you gotta know i seen it, then i popped it, you was makin’ jokes
as a matter of fact, this b*tch droppin’, pass that switch, 4
ayy, let’s go pull a kick*door
uh*uh, see, now i’m finna get out this b*tch
you know lil’ calvin went and robbed lil’ ace and that’s how he got rich
and lil’ f*ck n*gga, you act like you won’t bl!ck, that’s why i need my switch
ayy, c4, i feel like you be thinkin’ on some smalltime lil’ scheme sh*t
tell me just how long you think you gon’ be big backdoor
what? n*gga, this sh*t 4l gang, boy, it probably change to backdoor 4
which one you like better, ceo? and you better not say no long sh*t
i’m steady hearin’ that voice, i think me and c4 f*cked the same b*tch
don’t mind me, i be talkin’ to myself and i can’t quit
ayy, you always wanna rap, let me rap, b*tch
glock 19 like i left a military camp, b*tch
i count it by myself ’cause trayle don’t never let me count sh*t
ayy, yeah, that’s just ’cause you can’t count, b*tch
ayy, i don’t give no f*ck, i rob better
ayy, see, you always on some ski sh*t
you really think that rap a job, n*gga?
come over here, black boy, my ak in cobb, n*gga
then f*ck it, 4, we already locked in, let’s go rob n*ggas
for sure

- ceo trayle lyrics

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