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trophy - peezy lyrics

[intro]
(wood on the beat)
[?], n*gga
trophies, f*ck
let’s get it

[verse 1]
this feel like perfect timin’, my neck full of diamonds
stack for ninety days, show these boys what a grind is
get a n*gga k!lled while i’m somewhere on the island
walking when i pull up, i don’t wait in no lines, b*tch
stepped in magic city, do some sh*t you ain’t seen
ball so f*ckin’ hard, they wanna know where my ring at
tell them play my sh*t, i threw a hun’ to the dj
f*ckin’ up the chicken, got it lookin’ like meech back
ghetto boyz, b*tch, what you ain’t heard ’bout us?
all you nosey motherf*ckers need to know is i’m up
i sit back and count the cheese, my b*tch roll the loud up
want n0body in the room when it’s time to count up
fell down a couple times, n*gga, but i got up
quit talkin’ like you ballin’, n*gga, you ain’t got much (ho n*gga)
i put this sh*t together so it’s me who i trust
gold chains look like a trophy, representin’ where i’m from
b*tch

[chorus]
i’ve been on the grind, stackin’ up for me and trophy
been on and off the road, it’s time to go get me a trophy
i’ma ice the rollie, where we come from, that’s a trophy
custom diamond chains around my neck, we call ’em trophies
[verse 2]
i’m tryna run up me a duffel bag, a couple hundred grand
it’s all about that money, n*gga, stack on stacks in rubber bands
if you ain’t struggle like i’ve struggled then you wouldn’t understand
so if you owe a n*gga cheese, it’s time to hit your hand
i done hustled on them blocks where n*ggas couldn’t stand
stood in the freezin’ cold, might as well freeze the band
narcs jumpin’ out on n*ggas, wanna see our hands
but since ain’t n0body run, they gave us a pass
if you ain’t come from over here then you can’t get a pass
my n*gga called me with some pounds, i told him send a pass
as soon as i’m done with him, i’ma send his cash
i can’t count how many times i had to spend my last
that’s why i hustle every day like it’s my last
got it so good, i’m makin’ cheese while i’m sittin’ back
before you ball, young boy, you’ve got to sit and stack
and when it’s time to see the jud’, just remember that

[outro]
you know what this sh*t is, n*gga
iced out rollies, n*gga, iced out chains, n*gga
foreigns in the hood, n*gga, that’s trophy
where you come from, [?], crib, n*gga (da realest)
paid [?] cash, n*gga, that’s a trophy
don’t owe n0body sh*t, n*gga
i don’t gotta prove nothin’ to n0body, n*gga
let’s get it

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