Trey Coachman - The Motto (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus:] Now she wants a photo Nobody really know though Hakuna Matata: that's the motto n***a what's up? and We bout it every day, every day, every day Like we chillin' in paradice, we don't really play Every day, every day, people really don't have a say Can't hear 'em 'cause our beats are in the way Real n***a what's up? [Verse 1:] I speak … black not ghetto I hit the ba** then I hear it on the cello Answer it back with kick it mistro Shooting to the cosmos, ditto to pride Did I out-grow my options, when I arrived Gotta look up for the info, so I checked the sky That silver lining ain't mine I encountered the corner New city, life form, now I'm the foreigner Asking me for a souvenir My reaction a deer in headlights But I'm a grown a** buck They cashed me in, I'm worth 20 20's Add another 20 no longer talking money A catastrophe, that's only ment to be Preen for a casualty Set and directed by me Coming across me questioning thy Only saying what that's suppose to be Flirt a ton nobody thinks I'm single I play hearts like a fiddle Lying just a little I tell it all is that a confession or just a riddle [Chorus:] Now she wants a photo Nobody really know though Hakuna Matata: that's the motto n***a what's up? and We bout it every day, every day, every day Like we chillin' in paradice, we don't really play Every day, every day, people really don't have a say Can't hear 'em 'cause our beats are in the way Real n***a what's up?