Outro Lyrics

Fuck them

Niggas bums

They yo friend

They yo friends

Them niggas bums

Haha, yeah

This the price you gotta pay for being great

You ask for favors and they throw it in your face

This the price you gotta pay for a little fame

Niggas roun, you start the front just like a lace

No, I'm not the same nigga from around the way

You couldn't imagine the things I seen and The amount of pain

And I couldn't imagine being like y'all niggas, y'all so lame

Nigga think he trappin', but he really in the way

Perky's in my drank

I can't feel my face

I don't want that ho, she look like her pussy stink

All the shit I did off getting off them 448s

Free da fuckin' set and fuck them niggas, writin statements

I came up sellin' hard and neighbors was complainin'

Money in that powder, was it snowin', was it rainin'

Told them boys keep up the pace, they look like Danny Granger

Add one to 11, bitch, the things I seen was stranger

We was taught to get up off the block and do it major

Whip speed racer, bitch, be grateful

You could be anything, but you can't be basic

Any nigga tryna see me gon' need lacy

I run up a bag like Asics

I came from the bottom to basement

If you broke, better quit the complainin'

Better hit up my phone, make arrangements

I could get you a job, but it's dangerous

Especially if you play with my paper

Especially if you play like you gangsta

Especially if you play with the savior

Ay

Yeah

Uh

You win

Yeah

You win, nigga

Yeah

We all win, though

If you a trophy boy, you a winner

You feel me

We all win

That's what this trophy boy shit about, man

We only breed winners

You feel me

Yeah

You dig it

And it's a trap trophy

Ay

Ay

You know

Ay

Fashitsho

Walkin' trophy

Ay

Walkin' trophy

Ay

Ay

Walkin' trophy

Ay

Ay

Walkin' trophy

Walkin' trophy

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Walkin' mother fucking trophy

Walkin' trophy

Walkin' trophy

Walkin' trophy

Yeah, yeah

Walkin' trophy

Yeah

Yeah