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trae true - blocka lyrics

i pray to god before i lay my head
all i need is a hundred m’s before they lay me dead
look a b-tch n-gga in his eyes like, “i’m ready to die.”
p-ssy n-gga, i hope you is too cause i know my side gone ride, so choose wise
rollin’ like a beamer, n-ggas beamin’ when i see ’em
somebody asked me what fear is and i said god as the meaning
what’s the reason that you pleadin’? b-tch n-gga, shut the f-ck up
she ain’t want me then she wanna ride now that’s a true come up
my ex b-tch know my main b-tch, my side b-tch know my mistress
they all in compet-tion while i figure out who i’m a f-ck with
f-ck it, i might just drop ’em all cause they be wildin’
my homie told me pipe down, he think i got ho problems
problem is, he probably right. when they find out i’m out of site, incognito
i don’t know why i tell hoes i love ’em when i don’t need ’em
f-ckin’ with them k3 n-ggas, like i’m in the klan
paper over p-ssy, all my b-tches understand
flexin’ on these f-ck boys, i never gave a f-ck, boy
ironic, i’m sorry dear, i’m ’bout my bucks like byron k!llbourn
fresh in the water but i’m far from a rookie
keep my hood on my back even when i’m not rockin’ a hoody, n-gga

to my blocka
yeah, that’s my blocka
serve it to my blocka

- trae true lyrics

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