lirik lagu dre mickel - trophies (remix)
dre mickel, young n-gga, brought here by riz leigh/
dre mickel, song k!lla, livin good at 16/
first song, did 100, mixtape one did 1k/
no buzz on friday, show booked on sunday/
real life, no dreams/
no closed eyes, get no sleep/
there’s cali, ohio, miami, and texas, and other languages know me/
my n-ggas high, knee socks/
buy whips no lease brah/
f-ck with me get dropped boy, rick ross, reebok/
they know me for what? young n-gga flexing/
she riding my bus i call it jerome bettis/
bene as a freshman, military later/
i’m straight to the league word to my n-gga baker/
its dre mickel boy/
made to destroy/
anybody this is just a decoy/
n-ggas ain’t loy-al/
game made of foil/
rip it in half cuz i’m eatin you know it/
ill profit, ill profit/
crazy mothaf-cka andy milonakis/
came back in the game n-ggas still got it/
hotta like a sweater no bill cosby/
rolling stone n-gga i still rock it/
rap game iraq i k!ll shot it/
there’s rizzy, b-bakes, word to gatz and there’s ezzy, go check what i’m doing i been styling/
wait, young n-gga with a stage spot/
every featured song you know i done made hot/
n-ggas in cleveland doot doot doot doot, good kid maad city no k dot/
you rappers are bitin i feed you enough/
the young skinny boy in the jeans with the cuff/
these verses ain’t nothing i leak ’em for fun/
girl my name in you mouth ain’t my s-m-n enough?/
hahah
had to catch my breath, had to fix my shirt/
throw shots cobang impact like kurt/
spit yo verse, put it in a he-rs-, put in a he-rs- wait, put it in a he-rs-/ repeat that sh-t just so you heard
ain’t n0body in my league ima go and say it first/
tryna get at me man i bet id see you murked/
huh, i owe you rappers an apology/
these flames come out my mouth that’s why you not as hot as me/
give a f-ck about behavior cuz i’m mindless, i’m a prodigy/
they say i’m better when i’m hot, n-gga i’m collard greens/
who can, see leigh/
wait who can see me/
i’m the rawest n-gga up in this b-tch, d-wade, team heat/
y’all dimes know me like, wait b-tches come for me/
b-tches they pressin i never been stressing cuz you know i call shots like kobe/
aha, i dumb it down for all you folks that listen/
i dawg the beat, so don’t ever ask andre if he’s kitten/
ain’t nothing to me wrote this silly verse in 15 minutes/
boy i been ballin while i’m young, just call a n-gga vincent/
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