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nay nay - trophies lyrics

[verse 1]
everybody got dreams but i chase mine
making moves bet you heard it through the grape vine
it’s my time to shine
i write lines and grind all the time
my mind’s fried with rhymes
i’m givin in to the madness
steady making mad hits
i was writing raps on my pad that i had in the back of my cl-sses
till my hand blackened
spazzed on a track like an ad-lib (woo!)
like that
you don’t wanna take the mic back
kinda hard to follow up to an act like that
stacked racks fillin up my backpack
i’m this raw, you can’t roast me
you bite sounds, you got no t–th
i spit flames to stay toasty
i am the game, you can’t coach me
you don’t know nathan, you do not know nothin’
get out of the kitchen i’m working the oven
i’m cookin up hot sh-t, i know that you’ll love it
it might seem obnoxious, i’m comin in buzzin’
i’m lightyears ahead of this game that i’m runnin’
stuffin’ my verses, you rubbing your stomachs
tummies is hurtin so go grab the buckets
upchuckin’ these verbs, all these words is like muskets (bang!)

[hook]
i don’t know about your homies
i don’t know about your life
i don’t know if you got trophies
but i’m taking those tonight
i’ve got nothin left to lose
i’ve got nothin left to give
i’ve got everything to prove
so imma make sure that i win

[verse 2]
let’s get it
every college kid you ask says they rap now
tryna make they frat proud, tell em sit they -ss down
they don’t get it like it get when i cash out
if you wanna photo first you gotta get a pat-down
i’ll never back down from a challenge
always down to prove my talents
wanna know if i’m about it
i’ll spit bars so hard you’ll backflip
that’s it, i been cuttin tracks like fabric
swear to god i’m on another level with this sh-t
must be why you soundin’ jur-ssic
bat-sh-t crazy, that’s me
and imma make sure that they see
i don’t give a d-mn cause i’m goin h.a.m
and i’m makin it wavy, let’s get it
you send me tracks and i don’t even listen
you ask if i get them, get hit with the read
you heard correctly, that is what i said
not to go at your head, but i’d rather be dead
then to listen to internet rappers so trashy generic they’re not worth the time that i’d spend
play it for your friends and leave me alone
just know in the end that it’s me on the throne

[hook]

[verse 3}
trophies, trophies, trophies
i get mo’ cheese than your groceries
i got fans inside the nose bleeds
work out problems like they’re obliques (oh jeez!)
i’m putting on for my city
i’m putting on for my state
if you ain’t ridin’ with me
get the h-ll out my way
let’s get this straight, you can’t f-ck with me
luckily, i ain’t somebody to f-ck up your life
but if you come at me with knives and some company
trust that your family will not be alright
i’m not so nice when you’re buggin’ me
saying that publicly, everything comes with a price
if you don’t want this to get ugily, walk away suddenly
i suggest you don’t think twice
i don’t know about, i don’t know about, i don’t about no quittin’
i’ve been working since the jump, way back i didn’t have a pot to p-ss in
now each time i’m in the club, i hear they listen to my writtens
in addition to my vision, i got ambition for these b-tches

[hook] x2

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