[Intro: Trouble]
Zaytoven
Yeah, yeah, say round, what it like out there today, Skoob

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
We got money, what we finna talk 'bout?
We got hundreds, what we finna talk about?
Keep that money coming in so they can't count me out
Count me out but money coming in
Boy that clear, get in the lear
Sound like brrrtt, when I pull up
Only got one life that's for certain
Tryna stay humble I'ma work 'em

[Verse 1: Trouble]
Don't do no dumb shit, bitch I'ma have a car soon (yeah)
I'm the type of nigga fuck up a court room (fuck all that)
I'm the type of nigga nut up, don't play wit me (he crazy)
I be bendin' your bitch butt up, occasionally (Skoob)
Pussy all up in his feelings, we fuck the same hoe (duck)
But we don't get the same dough, I'm in the same clothes
From yesterday like fuck a nigga, fuck a hoe opinion (fuck 'em)
Don't wanna have no conversation less it's Ms in it
Yeah, type, slide on a nigga, get right, I got a few of those hit like
I'ma see what the hoe hit like (smash)
All type of shit bih needa get right (get right)
All your favorite rapper dislike (swear)
Prolly bought a bitch that nigga bitch like (yeah)
Treat you like blood and get your real right
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