Trey Coachman - Name Brand Music lyrics

[Verse 1:] I fear the career I may choose Will connect with my peers and steer me to lose No tears only waterfalls corresponds with the blue Don't black out … black out … snap out … snap out of it We are all losers … winning is too mainstream A blind shooters k**s cougars in a puma All of these rumors, turn beggars to choosers You easily bruise, Imma bruiser I'll truck you in a PT Cruiser Half me, half producer Mutual destruction, we tryin to function I'm never Stalin, US no SR, Russian But, and, but, or, ugh?... NO CONJUCTIONS I'm that mean teacher Back in the 20's that will feature the whipping stick Turning students into creatures I'm the atheist preacher, also the other side of me No 2face 'cause you know I'm half crazy Maybe, this n***a sounds a little shady Baby k**ing an old man, Kendrick, still sick I look up to people shorter than me So can I say this little n***a is at large How about winning this game while stuck in your tar So can I supernova right into a star I'm going far [Chorus] And the ba** goes And the ba** goes And the ba** goes Here comes treble! [Verse 2:] I'm jazzy with the flows Absolute zero, I'm so cold Thanks to my family that lived in Louisiana When I was negative years old I make the antidote to bad music Side effect this medicine clears slow So yes; I'm blessed; I pa** smart White boys test; I sleep but don't rest Life story, but wait refresh Ing, that's opportunity at your door, Free.99 Open, can I get a get a witness, JK Jehovah is looking the other way Alrighty then, let's take 10 Dimes change them to respectful Then toss them into a well and See if comes out a good luck momento Lets grow … a garden until I'm not starvin' Not a vegan but eatin a garden is more impressive then a cow Wow, please bow down, to my plow that's loud with actions What about these quiet riots that stay silence with a pa**ion Am I to rich in power, do I need to punch in and punch out. And box for my hours Or trade strength for strength with Rockefella and the real Rockefeller I'm burning stolen midnight oil Pardon me, Carnegie while I foil your steel plan I tend to cram too much for all of y'all to take in Some come to Ludacris thoughts that I'll go make sins Listen carefully, If you stand for what I'm against I'm gonna be breakin' shins