Lyrics

Two K Trey ****
I been dealing with my pain, out on the road
Trying to turn up with my ****, and be fucking all these hoes
I see a opp I clap em, can't go out like no hoe
They envy me I'm the reaper, I can see it in they souls
I been dealing with my pain, out on the road
Trying to turn up with my ****, and be fucking all these hoes
I see a opp I clap em, can't go out like no hoe
They envy me I'm the reaper, I can see it in they souls
These **** bap, they ain't never take no soul
My **** know I get it in, never no pressure bout no hoe
Gotta get this money, so I can stack and flex on a hoe
These **** faking all that bitching like a hoe
My momma always told me, son you gone be the greatest
Might let you down cause I'm caught in the streets tho
One thang I can promise is, we all gone fucking eat
This for them **** that wasn't down and hating on me
This for them bitch's who used to talk down on me
Now they all on my dick cause they so think they finna eat
But a never give a **** shit if he was down on his knees
All that shit be funny, but Ian gone react tho
We got blicks, and we strapped up like the navy
You play you lay, we gone send you to yo savior
No he can't save you, cause you dead up in the grave
It's Two K Trey and we been slanging all day
I been dealing with my pain, out on the road
Trying to turn up with my ****, and be fucking all these hoes
I see a opp I clap em, can't go out like no hoe
They envy me I'm the reaper, I can see it in they souls
These **** bap, they ain't never take no soul
My **** know I get it in, never no pressure bout no hoe
Gotta get this money, so I can stack and flex on a hoe
These **** faking all that bitching like a hoe
Young **** be turnt, and be dressed in designer fashion
You play you lay that's a tip, but it ain't bout no fashion
I be dealing with my pain, Ian got nobody with me
These **** snaking, so imma pop they fucking fitted
Ain't been on the news so they assume a **** ain't with it
Just know I got dead ****, with a momma right there with him
You come around here with that dumb shit, we gone make you to a opposition
So many shots, I know I got one up in his kidney
Double deuce times four, I then fucked up my damn kidney
Sipping all this drank, just wishing for a healing
I been dealing with my pain, Ian got nobody with with me
You hear that blrddd, yea we tearing up the whole city
I been dealing with my pain, out on the road
Trying to turn up with my ****, and be fucking all these hoes
I see a opp I clap em, can't go out like no hoe
They envy me I'm the reaper, I can see it in they souls
These **** bap, they ain't never take no soul
My **** know I get it in, never no pressure bout no hoe
Gotta get this money, so I can stack and flex on a hoe
These **** faking all that bitching like a hoe
Yea bitch ass **** I told you I was Khosen, Ya heard me
Yea bitch ass ****, this shit ain't gone never stop
You try to come stop this shit imma lay yo pussy ass down
Yea OSS Shit Two K Trey Shit
Fuck A ****, I'm on all that
Written by: Trey’len Franklin
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