Trophy (Feat. V. Cha$e & Miscellaneous)

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IceTre & Miscellaneous & Vinny Cha$e - Rap

Trophy (Feat. V. Cha$e & Miscellaneous)

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[Verse 1: IceTre] So what can I say? I said it all, it feel like that I got the city, it's on my back Support too strong, no chiropract One for the money, two for the show Show me the dough or i'm kicking your ass out the door IceTre i'm waving, the road I paved it Alone i'm praying, take my soul high Let me elevate, I need that shit Apollo 14 in this bitch Hella Moon Rocks in this bitch Trying to get my family in this bitch I pulled up real quick, jetting around like i'm Goddard Jimmy Neutron, Purple Flurp, i'm on it Lames so mad cause a nigga got armor Like a Samurai, you gone' need glasses cause a nigga taking two eyes [Chorus] Four eyes on the prize, can't let that shit slide no no that ain't the vibe See me drop news, don't like that shit, but you niggas want to steal it Behind the scenes nigga's know what it is, what it ain't, what's the real shit Acting so fake, but they calling my phone trying to talking about some business Trying to get a trophy, nigga's want to hold me back with the wrong type of vision I don't hear shit, hands over my ears bitch I don't want to listen Telling me to give up I can't do it, no I can't, no I won't, man they tripping I just got a DM from a verified account about collabs yeah they with it [Verse 2: V. Cha$e] So what can I say? Pulled up in the big body, yeah 600 all day I am the wave Known as for nothing cause i'm not your slave, I am Cha$e Fuck your homies, tell them nigga's give me what they owe me That shit up on your wrist that ain't a Rollie, Damn, Hah Nigga's bust down the watch, now it ain't worth nothing but it cost you a lot, goddamn Nigga's worried bout their money for? Damn bitch you're sweeter than a honey comb Man, I let the Draco spit When I let it go you know you get the whole clip Goddamn, switching a lane on my wrist Is that your bitch? She always stayed on my dick, damn I'm in a high rise, weed like it's high times You niggas had yours, now this is my time This is my time, this is my time When you see me chunk a deuce when I ride by I'm a fly guy, money long, 5"5 I'm a fly guy, i'm a die high [Verse 3: Miscellaneous] I'm a die high, i'm a stay fly Chunking up deuces when I ride by Niggas know why, this is our time Time after time we gone' kill it like a .45 Who the fuck see us? Who the fuck we trust? We the next of us, up on your screen Scene after scene but we keep it clean, yeah I'm the type to do, not the type that won't Fuck anybody trying to take my throne Try to take them steps, best not be alone We the type of nigga's that'll take your bone

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  • Malcom Quenton
  • Tre Tademy