Trumpets

The trumpets blaring but we do not hear a sound They love the kid ever since i hit the ground ok Ever since a youngin i was moving pounds of plates So p***y boy just shut up Get up out my face Ion want no pressure but im piped up in this bitch Why you tryna flex on me dont talk to me like this Ion pay for p***y but that p***y paying shit Everybody turn to hoes you cant ever trust a bitch I been gone all night long we just getting started nigga I cant fold i cant fall for the guap these hoes retarted nigga Dance with the devil now you cant go back Gettin diamonds on the wrist can still get smacked Told gang hold it down other niggas get taxed Return of the king put the scene on the map Feel like my homies been holding me back Double s and we came to attack with a couple of tecs and a couple of macs Whole circle full of pussies and rats Pop me a perky im back on the task Dippin and dodging im making deposits that hoe just been calling tell bitch to relax Oh wait now im back to my old days now we back to the old days pull up Ice cold like my first name was ohshay and im wavy like ocean Smoking on potent im feeling important South of the strip bitch know we in motion you know we in motion south south south south