Trey Coachman - Clique (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus:KJ] Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody do me like my muthaf**in Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than the muthaf**in Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad b**hes, man, they want the They want the, they want the Yeah [Verse:Trey Coachman] I pertain all these mixed emotions in my brain I'm insane Got game No need for fame I frame my success with my bro's My reign of victory Listen fake "G"s You'll never know how this feels When you wake every morning and say "Gotta keep it real" In my clique we talk less to say more We store in our core more metaphors Harder then metal doors That keep out who*es that you try to holla at Hey mom I'll be right back Gotta show the pure image of black Not even born in the trap Don't rap this weak crap When I'm supporting my teams back Taken it to a whole different level Yeah the one next When I comes with work when I die That's when I'll rest