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drake verse - ceo trayle lyrics

[intro: dj drama]
y’all ready? (icey, i’m so sick of you)
ceo trayle, holler at ’em

[verse: ceo trayle & dj drama]
b*tch, do your mouth work? do your soul search
do you take percs? (talk to ’em)
do you really think i need a f*ckin’ drake verse?
runnin from the police, they ain’t even read the plate first
one of my homies crossed my homie and it fake hurt (d*mn)
‘member my mama had done told me how a snake work
soon as meet a brand new b*tch, now she need a purse
this n*gga been rappin’ for six months, now he need a verse
sh*t stress me out, smoke six blunts, b*tch think i’m needin’ her
i had to stop f*ckin’ with my day one, that sh*t didn’t еven hurt
how you let the chains and thе money change you?
they already think i changed, so when they hate, it seem true (seem true)
this sh*t get crazy day by day, but from me to you
f*ck a n*gga feelings and a b*tch too
whatever you do, do to the fullest, act like the rent due
go and get some money, watch the b*tch double back that spent you
you make a hit, your homie feel like it’s his hit too
sometimes i wonder why i need these drugs to get through
sometimes i wonder if it was the lord that sent you, or did the devil send you?
soon as a n*gga can’t help his friend, a n*gga go and friend you
we already know that n*gga g*y for real, he still tabinya
you could be talkin’ slow and they still gone say can’t comprehend you
his mama and daddy preachers, he a gangster, he a big pretender (gangsta)
came from a happy home, one of them colleges to send you
i ain’t never f*ck her ’cause she had that mileage, i remember
you let that n*gga f*ck, my face show pure disgust
how many years it took me to get to the front of the bus
these n*ggas broke but get on ig, say they runnin’ it up
it ain’t no hope for none of these b*tches, said we met in the club
she say if i buy her gucci, louis i’m showin’ love
[outro: dj drama & ceo trayle]
priorities all out of wack
put the out of order sign on her
dj drama
ayy, b*tch, do your mouth work? do you soul search
do you take percs?
do you really think i—
you n*ggas can’t be serious, stop it
ayy, trayle, you givin’ life lessons and puttin’ b*tches in they place at the same time
huh, what’s better than that?
legendary

- ceo trayle lyrics

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