Trae Day

Lyrics

[Chorus: Trae Tha Truth and Que] Pull up on the block, it's like a motherfuckin parade Middle of the Loove, feel like I'm standin on the stage When I show my face, watch how the city celebrate Cause it's a real nigga holliday Trap, they love it, streets, they love it The hood, they love it, the block, they love it [Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth] Pull up on haters, tell m it was free It was the truth, if not, it would be me Everything black inside, you couldn't see I'm presidential, nothin over me It's Trae, nigga, runnin through m like a grayhound All tthis shit around my neck, got me weighed down Tell the bitches no time for me to play around I only want it from the waist down You ain't never seen it like this, no I got your bitch in the sweets, nigga Half a mill on bricks, nigga Now what you talkin bout, bitch, nigga Got them views from the 6, in my whip plates Understand I'm the man up in this state Got a 40 on my hand, so you know I stay safe I walk a nigga down, homie, I don't get chaced [Chorus: Trae Tha Truth and Que] Pull up on the block, it's like a motherfuckin parade Middle of the Loove, feel like I'm standin on the stage When I show my face, watch how the city celebrate Cause it's a real nigga holliday Trap, they love it, streets, they love it The hood, they love it, the block, they love it [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] In the streets I'm king, no question And I'm street for life, bitch, I'm a Texin In the city, they say I'm a blessin I just hopped out of something, I'm flexin King Truth ain't nothin nice And you think you see me when I'm with Price I had to hit the roll, I ain't talkin dice Say, bitch, I'm the one, ain't talkin twice I could show you how to do it, nigga, take notes See me sweatin through the streets, tryna get stokes You ain't out for the money, stay broke You better pay me what I want, I don't take quotes New penthouse sweet, what I'm stayin in I'm the heavyweight truth, ain't no weighing in All up in your girl body, what I'm playin in Pull us over, you can tell m I was ABN [Chorus: Trae Tha Truth and Que] Pull up on the block, it's like a motherfuckin parade Middle of the Loove, feel like I'm standin on the stage When I show my face, watch how the city celebrate Cause it's a real nigga holliday Trap, they love it, streets, they love it The hood, they love it, the block, they love it [Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth] Asshole by nature, nigga, no members How I go to work, bitch, keep four hammers Run the city, where they pour four numbers At the bank gettin head like I'm in the manner I'm just coolin, don't fuck up my energy I admit it, we different, we enomies I'm the man, I would never pretend to be Paparazzi takin shots like it's Hennessy New whip, you don't see the glare New bitch, you don't see the ass When I step out in the hood, you don't see the cash When I pull up, better see the grass I'm a fool, go retarded Ballen, playin like I started They stay watchin me, like I'm recordin Shit was finished soon as I departed [Chorus: Trae Tha Truth and Que] Pull up on the block, it's like a motherfuckin parade Middle of the Loove, feel like I'm standin on the stage When I show my face, watch how the city celebrate Cause it's a real nigga holliday Trap, they love it, streets, they love it The hood, they love it, the block, they love it