Fredo - Trash lyrics

[Fredo - Trash lyrics]

The game's cool, but I just hate the way
I got them hatin' on me in a major way
Don't hate the player, hate the game
I came for pay
A lot of rappers really came to play
I made my bae get on her
Knees like she came to pray
Board jets with them paper planes
Addin' extra weight to 'caine
It go straight through the
Middle of the bricks, they mix like alkaline
No stripper, but I make it rain
Been focused from my days
With them razorblades my niggas fell asleep
You know I stayed awake
And I promise this, my niggas really ride
So I ain't gotta diss if Melo gets up close
I bet my life that he ain't gonna miss
Got two big chains on
That's double platinum like my song with MIST
But, I think I had more gold on
My wrist than songs I did
And I drop sticks on niggas
Remember when I used to borrow sticks
I drop bricks on niggas
Remember when I used to borrow bricks
Them niggas hatin' 'cah we're rated and
They're just funny in the street
The way they say my name for clout
I should get some money off their streams

Tell me if I'm only rappin' how
I'm buyin' shit with cash
I get violent real quickly
Don't get violent if I have
My diamonds shinin' with no flash
You see us ridin' with the mash
My young killers delete niggas and you
Won't find them in the trash

I've been movin' forward
I've been progressin'
Them boys are movin' back
And I've been droppin' gooney
Straps, around here, it's booby trap
But these days
I'm sellin' Jordans quicker than
I'm movin' crack but still got crack
Go hit my niggas up if
You wan't scooby snacks
Ask the man them how I used to
Serve and go on movin' traps
Pull up on me, I cook it
Right in front of you, like food and vebs
You could never be a boss
(never) , 'cause it's so hard to OG (so hard)
They feel they got the right talk a man
When they hardly know me
I got so much on my mind and
My yards like I hardly go sleep
But, I got so many yards and watches
I could strart my own street
And every watch that I rock
You boys hardly ever seen
Want fifty for the chocolate factory
And Charlie's never been

Tell me if I'm only rappin' how
I'm buyin' shit with cash
I get violent real quickly
Don't get violent if I have
My diamonds shinin' with no flash
You see us ridin' with the mash
My young killers delete niggas and you
Won't find them in the trash

They hear my songs and take a closer look
My life's mad, could've wrote a book
But instead I wrote a hook
Same time, I'm out there gettin' coca cooked
Still tryna stop smokin' and stop shottin'
To be a better man
But then I stop tryin' 'cause I
Realise that I never can
This jeans and jacket seven grand
I used to live, but never planned
My niggas need a helpin' hand, you
Know I'm here to help you, fam'
But on tour, I'm a selfish man
Three girls in my bedroom and it's only me
Tonight, fam', I'm what you call a lonely G
I wonder why Billie didn't take the nine
Every time I go to sleep
I wonder why it's controlin' me every
Time that I roll the weed
I wonder why Delma risked it over
P's and let his homie bleed
I wonder why out of everyone out here
The Lord had chosen me
But, I don't take it lightly
You need it and I got it
I just do it like I'm makin' Nike
All I see is niggas out here
Tryna make it like me
Guns that came from pikeys and naked lighties
And them diamonds watches and diamond chains
That make them like me

And tell me if I'm only rappin'
How I'm buyin' shit with cash
I get violent real quickly
Don't get violent if I have
My diamonds shinin' with no flash
You see us ridin' with the mash
My young killers delete niggas and you
Won't find them in the trash

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