Trophy Boy

Lyrics

Trophy boy
 Need a grammy for this shit
 Tears of joy
 Next, I'm coming with the hits
 Chuck Norris
 Who I'm watching in the crib
 Gold chains on my neck
 For the feeling
 Momma raised a soldier
 I turned out a villain
 Tryna keep composure
 Every man is different
 Filet mignon hibachi
 What I like for dinner
 Snakeskin wallet
 Holding all credentials
 Bitch
 I then made it off the block nigga
 Everything I am
 Made me everything I'm not nigga
 Everything I said
 Be the reason that I'm hot nigga
 Everyday I bled
 To get these bars
 So now I'm scarred up
 Every year I shed another layer
 Ain't that marvelous
 Every time I step out people stare
 Is he a star or what
 It's personal
 Say he in the field
 But he work from home
 Motion sickness
 I been feeling dizzy
 Think its vertigo

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Song Details

Duration
01:50
Key
8
Tempo
148 BPM

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