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Trojan Horrors (feat. vr1zz, 4rux, FeyoTheGenius & Brattie)

Nyr

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Trojan Horrors (feat. vr1zz, 4rux, FeyoTheGenius & Brattie)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Victor Araka
Victor Araka
Songwriter
Emmanuel Ekpela
Emmanuel Ekpela
Songwriter
Felix Dabrilagha
Felix Dabrilagha
Songwriter
Collins Lagos
Collins Lagos
Songwriter

Lyrics

Uh Yeah Rolling with the set With the tech Got these bitches pressed Pillie for the stress Millie cheques Never making less Got me feeling blessed Never rest Made another Cheque I've been making prep Millitant Man I got these niggas folding Folding, folding folding yeah Got them falling like the Trojans Trojans, trojans, trojans yeah Made a Milli on a weekday Why you hating cause I've been paid I've been the Nigga since the 6th grade Give a fuck about no shitface I've been popping since the big jeans Big chains Big dreams Niggas put the work in, get the dream fixed Swiftly Niggas moving sloppy never been sleek Been Trill Run over the opps with the big tank Click clack Gunnin for the top with the Big Mac Hands in the air The weed and alcohol Got me seeing clear The horrors in my head You better say a prayer Even hell cannot compare And I've been handling this shit The best way that I can I practice what I preach Yeah I did what I said Do it for the days when I hop up in a lamb My life ain't been the same since I made a couple bands I be making moves tryna get my money right Niggas really think it happened over night They ain't seen none of the struggles and the sleepless nights They ain't seen none of the demons that live in my mind Naaaaaaah You wouldn't understand I been in the pen, with some niggas in the can I don't entertain energy I can't contain I just wanna get it, I just wanna go flex flex flex Pull up on me with your niggas, I'm ready I beat up a nigga, he pop like confetti I got it again and then niggas they jelly I got no idea why them niggas they envy I don't care what they want I just stay in motion Never lose my focus Got that tunnel vision Okay you see My life is a fantasy Now these niggas wan be like me Now these bitches wan be with me Yeah yeah yeah yeah Be with me Now these bitches wan be with me Hands in the air The weed and alcohol Got me seeing clear The horrors in my head You better say a prayer Even hell cannot compare Hands in the air The weed and alcohol Got me seeing clear The horrors in my head You better say a prayer Even hell cannot compare Man ah focus Man ah lock up Never fuck up Always Pon me dread Me no low cut If you take shot Man ah stay posed If you don't know You ah scapegoat Cover me niggas from bad weather like raincoat This ah the motherfucking life man ah dreamt of Making money from me song man ah record Flex up, smoke up, stay cool Me na wanna see nobody faking Nobody snitching Nobody hating now Me like it when nobody faking Nobody snitching Nobody hating now When ah bad man gonna pull up pon your block You never gan know You never gan see And the bad man gonna pull up with a glock You never gan know You never gan see
Writer(s): Victor Araka Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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