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lirik lagu caught up – kts trey

i do not see what you saying
we not the same
i had to hit me a stain
i’m coming up from a lot
use to be homeless
i trapped out the pot
my heart was cold i was stabbed in the back
she say you young but you carry them racks
slide on that opp we don’t let them attack
kick in yo door for a whole lotta racks

seen you one time got me feeling like i like you
l just want the p-ssy i ain’t never wanna wife you
try to play a n-gg- we gone slide up on opposition he gone see it coming but n-body finna leave a witness
yea my heart cold i got the caught up in the most
i ain’t never been a b-tch but you played me like a hoe
if i told you i was down tell me how you let me go
(how you, how you let me go)

man i came with drip when walked thru
yeah she want the drip cuz a n-gg- ain’t like you (uh)
diamonds gone drip when i slide thru
hop up in the crowed i ain’t never been like you (yuh)

then you put me out the house
i was thuggin on road
trynna find a way to eat
i ain’t never losing hope
catch that boy up in the ally
burn his body till he toast
(burn his body till he toast)

shot my cousin in the body
leave a n-gg- with a nosebleed
flip another oinion get it missing
put it on yo head
screaming that’s it’s beef
let em slide show me how you steppin
run another bag to the plug
we gone make a milli (b-tch)
(run another bag to the plug)

got my body full of pain i feel like imma lash out
put that 30 to his head and imma make him crash out
(put that 30 to his head and imma make him crash out)

tell me how you livin
when they put in you in a cell
i was really moving weight i was thuggin with gang
put my brothers in a cell
made a n-gg- hit a stain
yeah i had hoop dreams now
im going back to court
now i’m balling in trap
tell em trappin is a sport
i been getting to the bag
scape the pot up with the fork
(i been getting to the bag scr-pe the pot up with the fork)
young n-gg- coming from the 4
catch me trapping out a rock
all these p-ssy n-gg-s talk
but they never sending shots
when i ran off with yo pac
n-gg- yeen do sh-t
i got real slime b-lls
on some real slime sh-t
(i got real slime b-lls on some real slime sh-t)
turn up on a opp p-ssy boy get hit
cuz i’m sliding wit the pole
get yo top ripped quick
(cuz i’m sliding wit the pole get yo top ripped quick)

man i came with drip when i walked thru
yeah she want drip cuz a n-gg- ain’t like you
diamonds like ice when i slide thru
hop up in the crowd i ain’t never been like you

young n-gg- getting to the bag i ain’t f-ckking
with yo b-tch but you know she finna brag
ima snap up on a beat it’s the only way to eat
cuz i’m really from the jungle
you was hiding in the street
i could never call my daddy
he been locked up in the pin
feel like he been on sentence
since a n-gg- turned 10
i been crying to my moma
cuz these hoes ain’t sh-t
you could never feel my pain
i been down on my d-ck
i ain’t looking for no love
i know these b-tches counterfeit
i been thuggin all my life
ever since i was a jit
i like running with the guns
then we slidin on yo click
see a opposition run
then we bussin at his sh-t

- kts trey

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