Trae Wid It Lyrics


Wid It by Trae

ft. The World's Freshest, Freddie Gibbs, Problem

[Chorus]

Everyday in my life, trying to get at
Into the wrong or right,
Whatever, boss, stay wid it.

Yah, half a pill for a teller,
Marijuana a runner,
Popped as high as a coma,
Caught his head in the corner.
Baby, mom is in Texas,
Marry a new bitch,
My mom was a stresser,
Schooled and couldn't get the lesser.
Thank the Lord for your blesses.
Even if you do it better,
Your day blood is fluorescent.
Lights? I'm more constant.
Flights? 'cause I'm smoking.
Feel good? Yeah, I'm living
Life 'till the fullest.
Yeah, I'm the nigger 'cause I motherfucking chose to be.
Now I finally lead the way as it's supposed to be.
Try to ride me with the biz, spend a lot for me,
You can't handle it 'less you buy it, get away from me!

[Chorus]

Look, I'm focused, hustle in it like you're deaf,
Don't let this creeper get to it, like I don't get enough.
Rabble like this de Niro, like piece of shit hill,
Stop your interrupting, bitch, your ass will touch the shit hills.
In the streets like a flashlight, like, haters admit that I shine on them,
I hear they taking name, but they dillow when I put mine on.
I'm pissed off and put my thang on 'em, rip back, repeat, recline on 'em.
It's chess, bitch, it ain't checkers, I don't rush, I take my time on it.
I hear they talking dolly, 'cause I'm too far above, nigger,
I tell them, suck my dick, most of them kiss it, lick my butt, nigger.
But they don't bite my dick, tell them to lick my ass,
Tell them to watch me kill them everyday and kiss my legs.

[Chorus]

Everyday I smoke as if the bomb,
Yeah, everyday I'm on the mike, I don't dramatize,
Thousands of people line up just to see a nigger rhyme.
Baled up everyday, I've got a lawyer payed for everytime.
Talking 'bout an hour, then he's done from powder,
When the deal has started easy, get that nigger sour,
That bitch came jump around me one day and just wanted an hour,
But if I catch her now, bay, she will get her dollar.
He don't keep 'em any, I keep a cold ass bitch.
Had to cuff some niggers, I did some cold ass shit,
From my heart, there was some nigger I had to throw down shit.
Now I ain't got shit to gidiyap before the four rounds, bitch!

[Chorus]

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