Trae Tha Truth in Ibiza (Remix) E

Yeah. Nigga done got spoiled off these fuckin' PJs. I'm not, it's not like I'm too good to Fly commercial. That shit just, It's a hassle at this point, you know what I mean? Yeah. At a hundred degrees, I freeze the temp. Got my grip and I never proceed to slip. Feel the weight like I just had my Caesar Clipped. Got a family to feed, I squeeze the Clip. Walk in front of the judge and plead The fifth. I'm a legend, but it ain't no Need for myth. Better get you a visa, He's a trip. I had Tray the Truth and The bees are lit. Niggas ain't 'bout to outwork Me. Go to sleep late, I'm still wakin' up Early. Look at my belly, I'm hungry. Y'all niggas desperate and thirsty. You can't even tell us the difference. Hungry is when you relentless. Even when one of your idols are dead in Your face and he tell you you can't and You know that he meant it. But when you Cole, you attempt it. Come let me show you a template. I had to grow out the concrete. I had to stroll through the trenches. Uh, I had to stroll through the trenches. At a hundred degrees, I freeze the temp Got My grip and I never proceed to slip Feel The weight like I just had my Caesar clipped Got a family to feed, I squeeze the clip Walk in front of the judge and plead the Fifth. I'm a legend, but it ain't no need For myth. Better get you a visa, He's a trip. I had Tray the Truth and The bees are lit. I had Tray the Truth and the bees are Lit. Yeah, my nigga. I had Tray the Truth and the bees are Lit. Uh, I can't do edibles. My head is spinnin' too much. Fell off the Pedestal. And I'm never gettin' back up. Done tryna be perfect, that shit is exhaustin'. An infinite forest that nitpickin' niggas get lost In. I'm scribblin' thoughts, my pencil is Sharpenin'. Trust in my pen, been tryna limit the Crossin'. The best part of makin' this cake is Lickin' the frostin'. And Barry be sayin' he love When I spit like I'm dark skin. And you know what he mean. I got a Thirty-four waist, I had to forty jeans. Somehow still got too big for my britches and Tore the seams. There go my Achilles' heel, be Tryna do everything. Thank God for my nigga Ib, What would I do with no team? I wouldn't do anything. I would just sit on this music and hold It. Waitin' for some perfect moment. Wonderin' why it ain't came. Meanwhile, the world done changed. Suddenly songs I was lovin' last year don't feel The same. Somebody feel my pain. Please, somebody say I changed. All of these years done passed, I hope I Ain't still the same. All of these songs I'm On and nobody killed Jermaine. Isn't that rather strange? I wrote a number of bad refrains. But isn't that life, dude? Make a few hits, but you gotta live with The strikes too. 'Stead of pretendin' like I'm some Incredible nigga, just let 'em hear all of it. The good, the bad, the ugly, the strong, the Weak. It's me, the nigga that thought of it. All the portrayals of anything different are Fraudulent. You wanna tap into your greatness? Well, this is the starter kit. The fall off how many of these bullets can Fit in the cartridges. I'm lettin' 'em off with Intentions to rip through your cartilage. My nigga just told me, "You trippin' for thinkin' Of callin' quits." The truth at your service. Hood up to make niggas get nervous. Speak and I'll take 'em to church if I'm Feelin' like givin' a service. I feel ain't nobody To trust, some people I love is serpents. I know they fake on the surface. I am not perfect. I just be dealin' with Life on a level, it gotta be worth it. I can no longer react. We know that shit'll be worthless. Wake up and think of my kids. I gotta move with a purpose. I'm in the need to eat, dependin' on who Finna serve it. Look at myself in the mirror, Feel like it's finna be versus. Walk in the room, watchin' these rap niggas grabbin' They purses. Waitin' on God, give me a signal, Shit out of service. Feel like I should've been Kobe. Feel like I should've been Kobe. So many hatin' below me. Feel like the game been a robbery. Focus, I Gotta be calm. I'm in the need of a Beach island that's covered in palm. Empire State of a mind. You niggas little like John. I done been talkin' a ton. Just got a forty, you trippin', I played like I was LeBron. I'm like the biggest, the ocean, You niggas like fish in the pond. Just got a forty, you trippin', I played like I was LeBron. Flow be cold as a freezer. Go get a jacket, this shit is gon' freeze Ya. Down the molly, it feel like a seizure. I was little, went Cole in Ibiza. At a hundred degrees, I freeze the temp. Got my grip and I never proceed to slip. Feel the weight like I just had my Caesar Clipped. Got a family to feed, I squeeze the Clip. Walk in front of the judge and plead The fifth. I'm a legend, but it ain't no Need for myth. Better get you a visa, he's a trip. I had Tray the Truth and the bees are Lit. No lie, God is good for real. I'm just sittin' here askin' myself, "The fuck was I even doin' here?" Fresh out the hospital bed, one to the back, Arm in a sling. And in the same breath, I'm in Ibiza. I ain't never fathom seein' another side of this Shit. Know you felt the same. Hell, I know we used to pray for it, But hell, look at you, bro. People speak greatness these days when the name get Mentioned. But what is greatness? Nah, nigga, we lit. Iconic, haha. It ain't over 'til we tap out. Cole, you better make these niggas feel you. We done seen 'em come, we done seen 'em Go. From the come up to the fall off. And even when we fall off, we don't fall Off, nigga