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still trife life - trxggatre lyrics

[intro]
these n*ggas stupid(these n*ggas stupid)
simpin’ ass, fighting over a chick…for what?
n*ggas is simps, fighting wit yo bro over a hoe…h*ll f*cking nah
sh*t ain’t worth it n*gga(the f*ck)…
if she’s not wifey i’m not fighting(f*ck is wrong wit these n*ggas)
come on…

[verse]
80 degree weather, nike sweater touching the leather
of my grandma seat as i pull out to the street
that’s when t hit my jack like “yo where you at?”(yo where you at)
“man i just got off of work and i’m ’bout to head back”
he said “look i got word of this party right(right), and all the bad chicks from school gone be there tonight”
i said “man i ain’t really in the mood for a scene”
he said “n*gga if it’s wack then you know we’ll just leave”
“ight cool well let me go home and change”
hung up the phone, i got a feeling so strange
i ignored it, walked through door, “what up pops(what’s good)
i’m headed to a party at 11 o’clock”
he just started shaking his head, “you know them things only end up with somebody that’s arrested or dead”
(you know them things don’t end up good)
i said “man best believe i’m playing it safe, and i’ve been raised to well to be catching a case”
threw on my guess shirt, then i matched it with the j’s
gucci cologne the boy had to make some plays
hit t up, told him i was on my way
text from mom “let me know when you back home safe”
pulled up to the crib outisde, peeped out my eye
man the party was jumping as advertised
walked in and the smell hit me, sippin’ they 20/20
everybody gettin’ tipsy, brown skin chick and her ass so tempting
looked around the room, wait a minute something’s missing…
where my n*ggas at?
headed to the backyard, all the fake hood n*ggas tryna act hard
don’t pull that card, seen my n*gga trel had a chick on his right
secret handshake, know that that’s my n*gga for life
walked back inside the house and i’m scoping it out
seen this chick eyeing me, tryna see what she ’bout
i said “i know you don’t know me but excuse me miss, you got a n*gga mesmerized by them juicy lips”
she said “oooh no you didn’t just pull out breezy, believe me, i’m not a chick to get too easy”(yeah whatever)
ight cool, love a chick that plays hard to get
cause pretty soon, know that i’ll be hard to forget
before i got shorty number, the door opened
3 n*ggas walked in and started up a commotion
they said “yo tell that p*ssy ass b*tch to come here
(yo where that n*gga at), and tell that b*tch that he wit she ain’t going nowhere”
so they asked around the room and they pointed upstairs
now he headed to go handle this love affair
now i’m thinking setup, and the way that he yelling
know this n*gga fed up, heard him push the n*gga on the floor
told him “get up!”
now he screaming at this chick, “thought i knew you better!”
sh*t even martin luther king cheated on coretta
now they brought it to the living room, wrestling on the floor
i’m thinking f*ck these n*ggas doing?
fighting over this chick who really don’t give a f*ck(nope)
cause next week she’ll just find another man and give it up
and now she tryna break up(stop, stop, stop), but buddy was heated
knew that he done had enough, so he pulled out the 9
i’m thinking it’s a bluff, he said “go head, shoot me!”(shoot me n*gga)
tryna play it tough, then he c*cked the gun and i knew that he was sure, right before i hit the door…
*gunshot goes off followed by screams*
oh sh*t…oh sh*t we gotta go, come on bro, come on
*starts to run*
oh f*ck he’s f*cking dead bro, we gotta go
*heavy breathing*
oh f*ck

[outro]
it’s not worth it n*gga, trust me it’s not worth it n*gga(trust)
please trust, she ain’t going nowhere, f*ck is wrong wit y’all n*ggas
you know you gotta play it smarter, you know you gotta play it smarter(n*ggas stupid nowadays)
you know you gotta play is smarter(come on n*gga)

- trxggatre lyrics

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