Tree - Trynawin lyrics

rate me

feat. Roc Marciano

Different superstitions, my newest coup is missing

And it’s cruel intentions, is zooming through jeans of venice

It’s never too relentless, it’s only a too intensive

My toolie’s a few defensive, I’m on it like Gucci symbols

Gotta me new a henchman, my old one’s reduced to sentence

Down to a year or so, now he was true repentence

Can’t blame him, can’t blame him

Want better thangs, 20’s, 50’s, 10’s, 5’s

But I never change,

Hustler since a shawty, since a shawty I been hustling

What the fuck? Fuck, fuck

Niggas I ain’t fuckin with

Mama got food stamps, money from the government

Papa told me never fucks a bitch if she ain’t suckin dick

The dirty bitch a devil is

Your rappers in your ...

Your nose and your aunt know

Yeah you know what the fuck I mean

It’s crazy, crazy, have me in 80

First they say off now they talking ...pay me

Mama used to play me, scratch off tickets like man ...get it

She never got it, she put it in her... holder

Pockets get swollen, if I never do nothing

Mama see me in the rover

[Hook]

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin

Ah, cold summers, hot winters

God’s with us, the truth’s hard to swallow

Like cod liver

Mark jacob, sharp shape up, get your cake up

Lift your cape up, switch the pace up

Jim star, split your face up, then hit the taste up

Spray your place up, my dna a make up

This bake up, cut the korean steak up

Won’t take the pay cut

Flip the grey truck, staking your gut then hit the lake up

Vicious and a dream, lamborghini cemetry

Sip some hennesy, take bitches from tennesse

Let you tell her what you telling me, you celery

This elementary, how I bag the melodies

Pleasant memories, this necessary be

I spend my nights in the tellie, like ron jeremy

You better g the better g

I twist you like the letter G

So if I said it, let it be

[Hook]

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin

My bitch is tara connor, I’m in the airoscada

My aroma please do louder, tryinawin.