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mackned & key nyata – gta lyrics

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[intro: sample, corey waffle, key nata and mackned]
this is a not a game to me!
alright? this is a f-ckin’ way of life!
i got a f-ckin’ family!
(it’s that n-gg- corey waffle)
yeah? well i got nothin’?
no one gives a f-ck about me!
i can
oh…
f-ck you!
i saw you there (it’s a thraxxhouse mixtape my n-gg-)
you moron (it’s god d-mn thraxxhouse)
and then it turns out that everything i thought about you (you said to me?)
is wrong (thraxxhouse mixtape)
everything!

[verse 1: mackned and corey waffle]
okay, my b-tch call me franklin, she called me “ned franklin”
i’m in los santos with a ring on my pinkey
bought a new whip, then you know i hit the gun shop
customise my weapons got, camo’ on the new chop
shoutout to my pup, chop, i’m playin’ with my dog (woof)
no cheat codes when i’m runnin’ from the law
brand new fit, yeah i’m speedin’ down the interstate
pearlescent paint job, lookin’ like a dinner plate (cook)
click up, with my n-gg-s like everyday
hit the d-mn store, get the cash, then we drive away
i feel like i’m trapped in the game (hey)
call me ned franklin, i’m trapped in gta

[hook: corey waffle, key nata and mackned]
hey
man i’m trapped in gta
man i’m stuck in gta (thraxxhouse mix, ayy)
man i’m trapped in gta (okay, okay, okay)
man i’m stuck in gta

[verse 2: key nyata]
gta, gta, i’m gettin’ to the pay
in my drop top, and i’m ridin’ on a perfect day
gta, gta, i’m gettin’ to the pay
got five stars, i’m just tryna’ get away (okay, okay, okay, ayy, ayy)

[verse 3: key nyata and corey waffle]
sunny -ss day, catch me ridin’ through the illes’
in the drop top, lookin’ like i’m worth some millions (money)
but we really villains, yeah i did some k!llin’ (b-tch)
in the strip club, when she twerk she let me feel up (poppin’ that thang)
i’mma tell you why, i ain’t the average n-gg- (naw)
house on the hill, i ain’t gotta make a payment (never)
on my old block, see a baller then a racer (bow)
real hood sh-t, cook a n-gg- like some bacon
‘proach street fam, we goin’ ham but they hatin’ (ayy)
i’mma tell you how to hit a lick: patience
i need concentration, i’m tryna’ get laid man (hey, that’s my job)
if i need that, then you know that i’mma take it (hey)

[hook: corey waffle]
hey
man i’m trapped in gta
man i’m stuck in gta
man i’m trapped in gta
man i’m stuck in gta

[outro: corey waffle]
hey
man i’m trapped in gta
man i’m stuck in gta
man i’m trapped in gta
man i’m stuck in gta



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