trey jones Lyrics

And I stay in the field , while yo nigga play' house

I got kicked out my crib, had to sleep on the couch

Better stay in yo bag, don't fall for a hoe

They don't send me invites , cause they know I'm on go

I be going through shit, but you wouldn't even know

I had sent her a text, and I told her I'm gone

When you really be stuck, they cant pick up the phone

You ain't answer my call, so just leave me alone

These vs1 diamonds, my neck full of stones

And these B22s while yo nigga wear foams

How the fuck niggas broke, nigga, go get a loan

I keep thirty-three shots, you'll think I'm trey jones

Used to want you back then, I don't want you no mo

Never talk about my past cause that shit was the worst

We don't got to get back, we the ones did it first

How you cant text back, but you stay on your phone

She's still stuck in her ways, but I should've had known

I had went on this skit, did that shit on my own

Have that bitch set the play, have that bitch get yo low

And I can't be on lack, I don't care where I got

And you can't trust these hoes, now that shit could go wrong

Niggas really gon' broke, and they go to the pawn shop

If that bitch said she mine, then that shit really false

It was 2017, I had took me a lost

Since i took that lost, it had made me a boss

I can't say how i feel you'll be fighting your thoughts

Wen you down bad, they cant help you with shit

And just keep the same energy , wen i get rich

If I was dead, then nobody would care

Never cared about life, cause I know it aint fair

If I die right now, then I'm not even scared

Wen you gone or away its gone make em shed tears

I ain't coppin' no crib, less' it come with some stairs

And I don't text back, cause I know you don't care

Finna go hit the road man i might need a prayer

How tryna get rich, but you can't take a risk

How i stay with codeine ,you'll think i was sick

Told this bitch i ain't broke, I could not be a trick

I just came from Walmart, and they gave me some tris

And I stay in the field , while yo nigga play' house

I got kicked out my crib, had to sleep on the couch

Better stay in yo bag, don't fall for a hoe

They don't send me invites , cause they know I'm on go

I be going through shit, but you wouldn't even know

I had sent her a text, and I told her I'm gone

When you really be stuck, they cant pick up the phone

You ain't answer my call, so just leave me alone

These vs1 diamonds, my neck full of stones

And these B22s while yo nigga wear foams

How the fuck niggas broke, nigga, go get a loan

I keep thirty-three shots, you'll think I'm trey jones

Used to want you back then, I don't want you no mo

Never talk about my past cause that shit was the worst