Testo Trey - Nell

Trey

I wake up to get my cake up
Coolin it on my glacier
Gazing into space and age
Calculating ways to get paid
Raged as i hit the block
Smokin to come up with the plot
Strictly bout that paper knot
Jealousy make the haters watch
Hustling on the come up as I’m waiting on my tape to drop
As industry niggas tend to jock I’m kicking this shit and not gonna stop
I release my energy
Turnt up on my enemies
My homie bought the Hennessy so now we bout to hit the scene
Murked out off in a truck
4 niggas 3 burners tucked
Niggas from round here known to clutch cuz john doe was over us
Us as in M.i.a
A lot of my niggas ain’t here today
So im liven my life threw interphase
Eyes and mind are engaged
In a daze to the signs
Helping me find my inner prime
Live to protect and go hard for success so you gotta respect how i get mine
But let me take you to a time where niggas use to chill and sip
Now its all bout getting flipped and who got the biggest pistol grip
The reaper creep up on yo people making you think your bonafied
The reefer put you in a sleeper demons sneak up on yo mind
Mean while I’m the grind
Coming down my interstate
Only god can judge me so the devil never penetrates