Trae Tha Truth - Wid It lyrics

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Trae Tha Truth - Wid It lyrics

[Produced by The World's Freshest] [Hook: Problem] (x2) Everyday of my life tryna get it Ingle' to Roma to Wright But everybody still wid it But everybody still wid it [Verse 1: Problem] Half a pill for the turn up Marijuana aroma, block is hot as tacoma Coppers hitting the corner Baby mama's is texting Met me a new b**h now baby mama's is stressing School it couldn't get the lesson Thank the Lord for your blessings Even if you do it bad everyday by is for lessons Lights, I'm on constant Flights, cause I'm smoking Good, yeah I'm living life to the fullest Yeah I'm the n***a cause I motherf**in chose to be Now it's finally the way that it's supposed to be Tread [?] with the bread spend it low for me And b**h you can't unless you buy a gold roll for me [Hook] [Verse 2: Trae tha Truth] I'm focused, hustling til I get d**h Chasing after this paper, get to it like I won't get left Robert with this De Niro like I don't envision sh** else Stop with the [?] b**h your a** ain't touching else In the streets like a flash light, haters meant that I shine on em I heart they're taking [?] but they deal em when I put mine on em Touch down and put that [?] on em [?], recline on em [?]b**h to their checkers, never rush, I take my time on em I hear they talking down, oddly cause I'm too above n***as I tell em s** my dick, no second guessing, ain't no love n***a Money done ride my dick, tell em to kiss my a** And watch me k** em everyday like its my last [Hook] [Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs] Everyday I smoke a ciggy [?] Blessings in the month of Ramadhan Thousands of people line up just to see a n***a rhyme Ball [?], I get lawyer to pay for a n***a time Clock in by the hour, guns [?] from powder Really [?] started ESGN and got n***as sour That b**h can't come around here n***as just won't allow her But if I catch her out bet that p**y gon' get devoured Pimpin, keep it in me, I keep a cold a** b**h Had to cuss some n***as off, that was on some ho a** sh** Hurt my heart, it was some n***as I used to throw down with Now I ain't got sh** to give ya a** before the programmes begin I live my life [Hook]

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