AJ Tracey - LA4AWEEK lyrics

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AJ Tracey - LA4AWEEK lyrics

It's just us, never them Look all into the ends Let me act like they my friends, but I know it is pretend I'm ridin' lowkey in a Benz They think that 'cause they wearing VLONE that that make us friends But it's us, never them, us, never them It's just us, never them It's just us, never them, us, never them It's just us, never them Check, check, yo Look, look I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah Yak in my cup and it's fizzy Always on the hunt for the Lizzy Girls didn't wanna see me But they wanna see me now 'cause they see me with Drizzy I'm in Los Angeles drunk 200 dollars on lunch Boy you're a prick, you're a punk VLONE when I crunk, no foul when I dunk Fertile gyal with the soft skin 'Dem tings lookin' like mums I ain't pullin' out when I splash that This girl's gettin' this cum You said I was broke and you lied I just put a whip on my ice I want a Lamb' not a Range If I get a Range 'den I'm givin' it to Nyge I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah I don't wanna link and build 'Cause man you got no sk** Pour my cup to the top 'til it's filled When I rinse out it smell like a pill Said she can't get enough of the thrill Gotta end the show, told her backstage where she can sit and can chill She said "Oh my God thank you for real" Told her no pics on her Instagram 'cause my girl lurking for real If she find you, I swear she gon' k** But she took the risk still I'm helping her straight out her heels When we go out she pay for the bill In the bed I treat her like my meal That sh** got me harder than steel I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah Sorry up, sorry up Run it back again cause it's not something adding up Think it's funny how I never give a f** When they think of me, yeah I had to switch it up Yeah, I know A flex behind every story that I told Did it with no notice, I just had to touch road Nod at the gems even though that I know Still doing this for my... I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah I ain't the same when I'm sober Prolly got a chip on my shoulder Still mad at my old link 'cause it's over I want a matte black frog, not a Rover I don't do dirt, got a soldier And he got it on him, no holster Drink cold, but my neck colder I don't need a boss or an older, yeah Cookin' up a jawn like Nyge