Trae

Trae - I'm Fresh

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I'm Fresh

I'm Fresh

Oh Yes (okay)

Oh-O-O-I'm Fresh

I'm Fresh (I feel like Jimi Hendrix today, nigga)

I'm Fresh

Oh Yes

Oh-O-O-O (Ha ha)

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(I believe I'm the most... square rounded... gangsta that slip around this muthafucka)

Trae Tha Truth

You still can find me in the hood

Fresh to def a kind like something that'cha never seen

But the qualities of a rock star from the heavy metal that I keep inside these crown leather jeans

Say cat don't look too close, I'm in the zone and errputed it probably be a bad thing

If I hop out of Playa Mode then hit a bitch, I leave a nigga dreaming like his name Martin Luther King

I'm on this rock shit feeling like a million bucks

Topping least status so I probably get a million sluts

If I get the slab, niggas better give it up,

Four-eighteens got the trip sounding like a million trucks

I gotta swag that the hood call bad news

Two-tris so you better watch my shoes

I'm a star so I only rock bad juice

Mouth full of diamonds and a body full of tattoos

I'm so fresh

I'm Fresh, I'm Fresh, Oh Yes

Oh-O-O-I'm Fresh

I'm Fresh, I'm Fresh, Oh Yes

Oh-O-O-O

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I'm a rockstar

And it ain't black if my name don't rain

So fly tell them niggas get they aim on

I'm in the hood where the niggas get they bang on

White peeder and the ABN chain on

You outshine me bitch nigga please

You ain't never seen a pair of jeans holds like these

This here be the truth and it probalby goin make it no better that they bout to price of a nice...

Two holes than a drop a Fraser on

If I come around it look like a danger zone

Talk shit these bullets will graze ya throat

I send it off and they be real nigga place ya bone

I'm so gone ain't nobody give em the kid

I represent for every nigga who doing the bid

I got a look good twice, homie I am the streets

I ain't gotta say shit that goin show what it is

I'm Fresh

I'm Fresh, I'm Fresh, Oh Yes

Oh-O-O-I'm Fresh

I'm Fresh, I'm Fresh, Oh Yes

Oh-O-O-O

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