Joey Fatts - Trade Places lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

This shit deeper than love, this shit bigger than life

So put ye hands tonight, drop it for my sprite

Tell my niggas not to worry, we gon' be alright

But you still Yambourghini(?!) till they turn off the lights

My show was over, mama birthed a soldier

Was a little Weezy, now my drought is over

I done moved them boulders on the coldest corners

Niggas turned they backs I got the coldest shoulders

But the fact remains, I'm still that young naughty nigga from the east side

And I never changed, like same clothes, seven days

My mind is still here, licks nigga, crime pays

Niggas gettin' Fetty Wap around my way

There's still cutthroats everywhere we go

We wasn't gettin' billed, then we stole the show

44, like the nose on Pinocchio

Bad ties by the bullets leaving holy dose

Then I silk around the block like a merry-go

If there's homies out, then we spend the rest with those

Still flockin' houses like I'm shoppin' out the stove

And fain no to the flow, then you gotta go

I be havin' all this shit on my mind, all day

Rest in peace to Yams, with me she Brozay

For all my niggas dead and the ones in the cage

If I had the chance I'd prolly would be taking yo place

If I had the chance I'd prolly would be taking yo place

See, If I had the chance I'd prolly would be taking yo place