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2050 - trdee lyrics

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[intro]
(ooh, austin)

[verse]
got the strap in the function, it’s a club banger
brodie headfirst in the action like he love danger
step out the crib fresh with my bl!ck equipped
lil’ bro turnin’ eighteen when it hit the strip
nah, i don’t imitate
life like the frosted flakes, lately i’ve been livin’ great
daydreamin’ ’bout the money, manifestin’ what i make
freak hoes set you up, cornball took the bait
took the long way up, it is not no shortcuts
trdee somethin’ special like he rode thе short bus
i just speak with real n*ggas, fake onеs ignore us
catch me in your city gettin’ head on the tour bus
thinkin’ ’bout the future, bro, i’m all the way in 2050
sh*ttyboyz on top, got the haters lookin’ super sh*tty
sh*t been lookin’ good, i remember when it wasn’t pretty
i know ballin’ ain’t a crime, but if it is, then come and get me
you can’t duplicate me
they know i’m the next to blow and that’s why they hate dee
take a walk in my shoes, you probably goin’ crazy
in somethin’ by myself, n*ggas kind of shady
feel like tom brady
’cause i’ll get to throwin’ bullets if you tryna fade me
somewhere ballin’ in the city, cunningham cade
i swear she a lil’ sl*t, but you call her baby
can’t no b*tch clown me
told hutch flood my neck, he d*mn near drowned me
and my haters motivate me, and the ones around me
all this ‘za that i’ve been smokin’ got me kind of cloudy
in the ‘burbs, howdy
i feel like the chosen one, how could you ever doubt me?
i’m the one that bust they bubble if they feelin’ c*cky
always gotta eat your veggies, pockets full of broccoli (green)
mind full of million dollar plans
tryna put my whole family on when i get the chance
i be lookin’ down on my chain when they tell me dance
she was down bad, so she started up an onlyfans (okay)
it don’t matter how you start, it’s ’bout how you finish
dee livin’ proof, you should really listen to the realest
hop in your bag, why the f*ck you in your feelings?
in the lab cookin’ up, trdee the newest chemist
bounced back, came back, got a new edition
you can’t stand the rain, you ain’t even ready for this image
you can’t f*ck with my team, we can’t even scrimage
sick as f*ck i hit on fanduel and went and blew the winnings
i bet on myself and took the spread too
i forgot that we was arguin’, that’s what the head do
if i got it out the mud, then you can too
wait until i get that rollie on me, actin’ brand new
evolvin’, i ain’t change
i’ma get that deal and pull up straight on johnny dang
f*ck around and get some toilet paper on the chain
sh*ttyboyz, ja morant, come collab with the gang

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