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king tru ft. trigga - flying high official lyrics

king tru
[verse 1]
told that b-tch im flying high
on my sp-ceship
told these n-ggas im goin’ to mars
sleeping on that p-ssy
let me take a cat-nap
when i step in this ring
its middle-fingers to these sc-mbags
i need 1 time,and 1 number
couldn’t afford a flight
lets fly mango
i don’t do that im already high
sip on kush and that goose though
all my homies look black and white
told ya’ll i rock piano though
i ain’t k!lling myself,on that suicide and
i dreamt i had a lambo,swish
rocking jays,dunking high like a aeroplane
got more heat then miami and
i wish to talk to lebron james
i ain’t stealing the light from young trey
but my verse sick like camo
got bullets in these arms though
shooting n-ggas with armo
busy flashing the cam-corders
paparazzi in my front door
you busy hating,you know nothing
you would stop when im on top though
trigga

trigga
[verse2]
aka they call me young trey better yet
trigga trey
n-ggas be hating but
i be far away so what you gonna say
b-tch i’m flying high you tryna k!ll my vibe
b-tch please
tell me something new
and f-ck your fake friends better yet
let me start with you i’m with my real crew
dope gang baby we make it big so stand by
b-tch i’m flying high
i’m toxic high i’m with a real b-tch i call that
b-tch mine
kid b where you at n-gga
king luda where you at n-gga
dope gang can’t say you never heard of us
sitting at the top i be f-cking at bottom
i be chasing at the money call it paper chasing
call me crazy but i’m gonna touch the sky
i’m k!lling money
getting money
f-cking money that’s real money f-ck fake money
that’s your money
its dope money we k!ll money

- king tru ft trigga lyrics

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