Under The Tree 2 ft. 573 Trev Lyrics

Yo

Yeah I'm in the stu with Trev right now wassup?

I might slide through

But like, lemme finish this song first hold on

I ain't taking penicillin, I be chilling like a mothafucking villain

Big stepping never lacking, otherwise pussyboys just be capping

Gotta go with the flow, Sorry Trev I'm never going slow

Liu Kang bicycle kick, three dicks on me tricycle bitch

They never liked me, always despised me

Always tryna fight me, that shits unlikely

Had to get it out the mud like a mudskipper

They say I'm like train you ain't a soul sister

They never liked me, always despised me

Always tryna fight me, that shits unlikely

Had to get it out the mud like a mudskipper

They say I'm like train you ain't a soul sister

They never like me, they see that I'm working

Know that I'm healed and know that I'm worth it

Devil on my shoulder tryna find my purpose

Everywhere I go these demons they be lurking

I done put in so much work for this I think that I deserve it

Think that I deserve it

I can't give enough for nothing

Chasing money, chasing Scurtains

Ain't no way you done left me numb

Oh lord I can't shake it off, so I be in this booth

And with my heart oh baby that's what I always do

I wear it on my sleeve, that shit ain't right

Tryna find my peace, but I found it with this mic

So I pop these Percocet's and I'm flying

Oooh my heart broke and it ain't working yet

But you know you the reason why I'm so traumatized

They ain't never like me

They always despise me

Cause they see I've been working and my soul be rising

Bitch I'm climbing up the ladder what's next?

They never liked me, always despised me

Always tryna fight me, that shits unlikely

Had to get it out the mud like a mudskipper

They say I'm like train you ain't a soul sister

They never liked me, always despised me

Always tryna fight me, that shits unlikely

Had to get it out the mud like a mudskipper

They say I'm like train you ain't a soul sister

Feed my ex to a lion

Why she crying when I know you lying?

Smoking dope with the pope, I know damn well that ain't cope

RIP Yung Rosey, Biltmore Boy that only know me

I got heat like the Goby, I'm just blowing up really slowly

I gotta stop