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trouble - jay williz lyrics

[intro]
yuh

[verse 1: jay]
once upon a time, a little boy with hopes and dreams
who wanted to become the worlds next biggest thing
started to hang out with a group of people that he seen
robbing liquor stores and wearing colors that ain’t fit his theme
he said “f*ck it”, he ain’t have a lot to lose
started tagging on the freeway, letting of a .22
but his momma figured out and she ain’t like what he would do
so we’re going back to cali, put some laces in his shoes and stood up
met some family, did the d*mn thing, there ain’t much to do
’til he found a baggie of weed and his brothers shrooms
decided he would dose a bit, now he’s high as the eiffel
’til they found themselves arrested for stealing a motorcycle
ah, f*ck!

[pre*hook]
(i’m in trouble again)
(i’m in trouble again)
(i’m in trouble again)
(i’m in trouble again)

[hook]
now follow me and do exactly what you see (i’m in trouble again)
sneak in the bar and with no i.d. (i’m in trouble again)
get in the car and start driving high speed (i’m in trouble again)
you’ll wanna grow up to be just like me (i’m in trouble again)
[verse 2: jay
now, he’s out his cell
he needs another buck
he’s tryna make a fast quarter and he’s out of luck
so he met up with a homie and he’s got the plug
looking for anybody out here, tryna buy some drugs?
buy a pound, flip it back, do another, make a stack
round and round he goes, dropping off another pack
but one day he’s got ten pounds in his trunk
feeling skeptical as f*ck and now the cops lit him up
(i’m in trouble again)

[verse 3: yuhboydre]
oh sh*t, i’m causing trouble again
once upon a time, i was mobbing out with my friends
moving right up on a house, started jumping the fence
ran in and grabbed a loaded .22 and a ten
gauge, nothing else to do at this age
14, tryna make a come up you see
i was a youngin’, i ain’t really give a f*ck about things
(police! get your f*cking hands up!)
arrested at school, i’m acting a fool f*ckin
caught a fade with some family or two, i was
flippin packs through the mail with the crew
making money off the books, i had nothing to do but i
stood up, i was taking a hit
bounced back and i still don’t give a f*ck about sh*t
cops want to ask me questions, i ain’t phased a bit
so don’t quote me boy, cuz i ain’t said sh*t
(i’m in trouble again)
[hook]
now follow me and do exactly what you see (i’m in trouble again)
sneak in the bar and with no i.d. (i’m in trouble again)
get in the car and start driving high speed (i’m in trouble again)
you’ll wanna grow up to be just like me (i’m in trouble again)

[outro: jay & yuhboydre]
ayo dre
remember when we f*cking robbed that target
(what?!)
you’ll wanna grow up to be just like me

- jay williz lyrics

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