Niggas don’t have motion, can’t mess with y’all niggas, talking all that, can’t play with you nigga, running it up, run up these figures, I’m young Tray, and I’m getting bigger I’m the sickest in my city bad foreigns on me, I don’t trust her that’s why I keep it on me, I don’t need your love, I just need some company, roll one up for my opps that I put to sleep Niggas hating on me, but I don’t entertain fake, pour one for the fallen soldier, got too much to say but I’m a thug, I just keep it in a safe, I be thinking of ways of making plays