trigga500k – pacific lyrics
[intro]
uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy, uh (is that you, sam?)
[verse]
i got it on my own, ran this sh+t up by myself (by myself)
even when i needed it, i ain’t ask no n+gga for help
when that b+tch war, i’m suitin’ up every time, know i’m there
i don’t need no n+gga to slide with me, i push up by myself
the f+ck i look like payin’ a n+gga? i held that sh+t myself
all you n+ggas be screamin’ “real” and don’t be real, real is rare
lil’ b+tch think that i want her, i don’t want her, real player
stay the f+ck up out the trap if you don’t like that flocka smell
these n+ggas make believe, these n+ggas action figures
trigga rich, had to get rich, i ran it up way past n+ggas
won’t leave the crib without my trap, won’t leave the crib without my strap
free the bros from up the road, i’m sendin’ k through through the flap
they tryna tell a n+gga rap, but i’d rather work my phone
flockin’ b’s for eighty+five, you better tap in ‘fore they gone
nothin’ but made n+ggas and gravediggers ’round me whenever i roam
ain’t tryna f+ck, then say that then, don’t play with me, lil’ b+tch, i’m grown
you know my phone jumpin’ out the gym, h+lla plays
them n+ggas ain’t havin’ no motion, they be lyin’, they in the way postin’ all them poles on instagram, don’t never post no pay
(big bro, give me a ride?) n+gga, get the f+ck up out my face
say, every dog have his day, but i ain’t trippin’, i’m on ten
get ’em out soon as i get ’em in, god knows i’m tryna win
go up top like tell you again, i ain’t never front my motion
they tryna trick me off the streets, but i ain’t goin’, stayin’ focused
i done ran me up some money, now they hatin’, n+ggas mad
quick to added me a b+tch and watch bro dunk her off the glass
better get up off your ass, i heard you doin’ real bad (better get up off your ass, i heard you doin’ real bad)
shawty play me, he gon’ lay, n+gga tried it, he gon’ die
ran it up on accident, sh+t, i wasn’t even much tryin’
i don’t f+ck with none of these n+ggas, none of these n+ggas ain’t my kind
quick to wipe a n+gga nose, do a n+gga real slime
you know i love them phones, my sh+t sw+ng when it rang
i’ll pop up out, change the weather, n+gga, can you stand the rain?
i ain’t never duck no smoke, never will, that’s on me
i ain’t turnin’ down no plate, whenever it’s beef, know i’ma eat
i ain’t the type to ball hog, i wanna see all my n+ggas win
i bought cutters for my brothers, told ’em shoot whenever they can
you know i love them bodies, know i put sh+t in the wind
i don’t like to talk ’bout what’s+her+name, but i’ll do that sh+t again
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