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fat trel - legend lyrics

[intro]
early in the morning brushed my t++th and washed my face
i wake the b+tch up in my bed to get the f+ck up out my sp+ce
i ain’t tryna hear no lip, or what the f+ck she got to say
i call the uber or the lyft, she disappear without a trace

[chrous]
young and living savage i remember i ain’t have it
now i got it in my pocket, all the thotties wanna grab it
if you ever see me panic then police must be in traffic
that’s the only time i jam up, shooter put the blam up
east coast, west coast, who got the best dope
like f+ck the prices i just need the best coke
i still will make my workers ride metro
like get the f+ck up off ya ass, let’s go

[verse 1]
early in the morning in the kitchen with a pot
i whipped it right then whipped it left i gave it everything i got
didn’t shower for some days just to make a fat knot
i was smoking on the haze, junkies smoking fat rocks
you’re a funny ass n+gga ima call you chris rock
run you off ya own block, make you go and get ya glock
i was shooting with the team, we was chasing after rings
you was sitting on the bench so ima call ya rick fox
uuv in traffic, 223 was automatic
if you ship it, ima catch it, now that’s young and living savage
i remember i ain’t have it, i was robbin for the package
sh+t this rap is jus a habit, but my passion was for trappin
when my mama seen my safe she asked me “how i make it happen?”
i just told her “mind her business” sh+t i’m pimpin, i ain’t macking
i ain’t trippin, i ain’t sipping, i ain’t loafing, i ain’t lackin
what i’m smoking on so potent, smell it when the bag open
[chrous]
young and living savage i remember i ain’t have it
now i got it in my pocket, all the thotties wanna grab it
if you ever see me panic then police must be in traffic
that’s the only time i jam up, shooter put the blam up
east coast, west coast, who got the best dope
like f+ck the prices i just need the best coke
i still will make my workers ride metro
like get the f+ck up off ya ass, let’s go

[verse 2]
ask me how it happened, i jus flipped a quarter key
i was gambling at the spot i switched the dice i had to cheat
if it make his nose bleed then he might got that from me
i will rob you for ya pack then put it right back on the street
i will never hesitate or second guess, or ask a question
i jus try to do my best and go get right back to the flexing
my dog hit my phone, say he think he got a l!ck
on a clown from outta town with a pound and a brick
took a trip cuz i won’t hesitate to do that sh+t again
when you came without ya strap sh+t that’s what yo ass get
police hit my last spot i just took another hit
but in this game its wins and losses so i put that on a chance
ima do the damage, only front what you can manage
i’m like nick with the cannon
got my b+tch speaking spanish, once again
ima savage, i’m just young and living lavish
my new mansion like a palace
b+tches think i play for dallas
[chrous]
young and living savage i remember i ain’t have it
now i got it in my pocket, all the thotties wanna grab it
if you ever see me panic then police must be in traffic
that’s the only time i jam up, shooter put the blam up
east coast, west coast, who got the best dope
like f+ck the prices i just need the best coke
i still will make my workers ride metro
like get the f+ck up off ya ass, let’s go

- fat trel lyrics

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