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Tracphone
03:13
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I said god give me warning
Please take me before the morning
So I leave more disappointments than I ever will appointments
Give a fuck about your feelings
Rub it in, this your ointment
Can’t depend on oinker
Find your pig in a blanket
Find a stick through your anus
Give a rib for your statement
This the shit and the pavement that it’s on word is born
I’ve been on like a tracphone I ain’t going back home
Say what I do trick, yeah I think I’m taxstone
Go where I live, oh you gon’ need a chaperone
No I’m lying gentrifying got the black gone
They put the pills up in your city cause the crack gone
And your ass still ain’t got no backbone
I’ve been on like a tracphone I ain’t going back home
Say what I do trick, yeah I think I’m taxstone
Go where I live, oh you gon’ need a chaperone
I might drown I feel frozen
My eyes wide like I’m homer
I need cash and a lawyer
Break the sentence: semi colon
Get your facts all in order, this the tactical enforcers
Don’t you ever take a knee, they gon’ plaxico it for ya
We was never built to grow here even if we’re from the soil
Find a nigga that owns oil, yeah I’m young but I ain’t stupid
They’ll be 50 squad cars outside for loud music
Yelling all up in my face like what you doing
It’s a party and we’re at the church
With Pastor skirts, and mad perverts and mass murder
Got a gun, got a mask in the passenger
Throw the motherfucking money in the bag yer yer
Do the dash skrt skrt, plus I’m fast skrt skrt
If you ain’t first then you are motherfucking last skrtt skrtt
When I see a bunch of people from my past skrtt
I just laugh skrtt skrtt, cause I ain’t mad skrtt skrtt cause I’ve been
I’ve been on like a tracphone I ain’t going back home
Say what I do trick, yeah I think I’m taxstone
Go where I live, oh you gon’ need a chaperone
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2. |
Stay Down
03:07
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Beep beep, pull up in the Jeep deep
DMX on repeat, leave a nigga sleepy
Ima take the last shot, this one for the 3peat
Best thing for the city since they seen the 33 green
Yo’ ass is the mascot and it’s for the G league
I been doing my own thing, sipping on my tea leaves
You better behave now, this the devils playground
You should never play ‘round if you low then stay
Lifting up me weights now, hands are MMA now
Booked a flight and people think I’m living in the A now
Putting all my dribbling and my shooting on display now
Nothings out my range now, not even a range now
Mojo jojo in a photo see what’s on my brain now
Cuz I am the brain child circumstances change now when I pull up
Beep beep, pull up in the Jeep deep
DMX on repeat, leave a nigga sleepy
Ima take the last shot, this one for the 3peat
Best thing for the city since they seen the 33 green
Yo’ ass is the mascot and it’s for the G league
I been doing my own thing, sipping on my tea leaves
You better behave now, this the devils playground
You should never play ‘round if you low then stay
Shows on NY stage now, pictures in LA now
Family think im paid now, cuz the songs I sing now
I been jumping through these loops and I need me me some rings now
Audi or Olympics maybe I should be specific
Man I’m talking diamonds in it
Fuck up out my business
Talking bout them M’s
Bitch this ain’t not friendship
I can sense the tension
All up in my mentions
Why you think the Smithing
Is on a nigga wishlist. Pull up
Beep beep, pull up in the Jeep deep
DMX on repeat, leave a nigga sleepy
Ima take the last shot, this one for the 3peat
Best thing for the city since they seen the 33 green
Yo’ ass is the mascot and it’s for the G league
I been doing my own thing, sipping on my tea leaves
You better behave now, this the devils playground
You should never play ‘round if you low then stay
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3. |
The Samo
02:41
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We don’t even have no patience, we get the paper, we get it an go
Don’t trust our neighbors, they fucking haters, they call the popo
They use their tasers and then they spray us, I kid and no joke
They parade us, then minimum wage us, I get in my tote
And their brainless, they carry the stainless and reach for their coat
Niggas is shameless, their Instagram famous from them getting smoked
See what the fame did, they’re growing their fangs In and go for your throat
Get a lil change in, then they start changing, then you not their bro
Speaky no English, at the arraignment, you know how it go
Muscle the plaintiff, my homie is Zangief mixed with the hulk
He lift a finger, then you is in danger, I thought should know
Found out the gangsters is true entertainers
Oh these niggas on that lame shit that super lame shit I gotta go
Let the pain drip and then I paint this, I hit my bro
It’s the same shit, we in the matrix I got the code
Got a Franklin we hitting Vegas we finna glow
Got a Franklin we hitting Vegas we finna glow
It’s the same shit, we in the matrix I got the code
Got a Franklin we hitting Vegas we finna glow
I’ve been moving they got me fucked up I hit my bro
I been moving they got me fucked up
I’ve been moving they got me fucked up I hit my bro
I been moving they got me fucked up
I just want to eat my Cocoa Puffs while sitting in a cocoa Benz
If I ever open up then you will need a boat to swim
Everything I ever been through I’ve been barely holding in
I can not let my life be define just by me holding m’s
That’s the moment when, I was close to ten
Half my closest friends, notice this
All my happy my times I was the brokest kid
Broke as shit, we use cable cords to jump rope, that’s the truth
Yeah I know where I come from but how bout you
Oh these niggas on that lame shit that super lame shit I gotta go
Let the pain drip and then I paint this, I hit my bro
It’s the same shit, we in the matrix I got the code
Got a Franklin we hitting Vegas we finna glow
Got a Franklin we hitting Vegas we finna glow
It’s the same shit, we in the matrix I got the code
Got a Franklin we hitting Vegas we finna glow
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4. |
Grateful
02:59
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People wake up and complain like it’s not a whole blessing to wake up in general
Those type of people are criminals
I should’ve save this for an interview
Now they’re like what’s gotten into you
If I make out with the minimum I’ll be a millionaire just by the Minimal but money don’t guarantee safety
People are crazy, what if you make it
They’re just gonna take it, load up their gauges
Break in your living room, aim at your femoral
You can be Shawn Carter, Sean Taylor
You can be a drug dealer or ball player
Long as the money is good and all there
They’ll be no issues , you turn your back
You hurt yourself
You’re Yoshimitsu
I’m in the middle, scholars and killers
Mirror my dogs, that’s some gods in the mirror
Things may seem closer than they may appear
Can’t spend your whole life looking out the rear
Yeah your heard about it but you wasn’t there
It’s apples and oranges with all my peers
Head above water man I’m in the clear
All I can say, what a beautiful year, oh and I’m grateful
5’o clock on the dot
Call the homies hit the block
You know smoke and drink a lot
We look calm on the surface but we really stressing out
We don’t really know our purpose but we tryna make it out
Yeah I’m grateful
People wake up and complain like it’s not a whole blessing to wake up in general
Those type of people are criminals
I should’ve save this for an interview
Here’s where it’s finna get pivotal look
You and me, we’re not identical
Oh so you deal with the bull, so you Thibodeau
Oh so you knew I would win cuz I’m piccolo
Fuck it I never expect you to get though
I been this way since they cut the umbilical
Detach from the world sooner
Blame it all on the baby boomers
I heard that their favorite word is millennial
We was just back yard with the finger roll
We was just getting jiggy with Willenimun
They ain’t know crack cocaine was killing them
They didn’t know what was what!? Enough is enough, Man I see Cosby in coughs
Heard he got slapped with a chicken patty man I hope someone’s making this up
Actually not, you make your bed, you better rest, you took the risk, you do your bid you treating women like you didn’t come from 1 yourself you bitch
You make your bed, you better rest, you took the risk, you do your bid you treating women like you didn’t come from 1 yourself you bitch better be grateful
5’o clock on the dot
Call the homies hit the block
You know smoke and drink a lot
We look calm on the surface but we really stressing out
We don’t really know our purpose but we tryna make it out
Yeah I’m grateful
People wake up and complain like it’s not a whole blessing to wake up in general
Those type of people are criminals
I should’ve save this for an interview
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5. |
One Call
03:02
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Mom and daddy from the south
I like golds in my mouth
Like to drive real slow with the beat down low
And I never been a shooter but I rebound though
Like hair my blond though I'm the head honcho
Get the bread pronto, got these hands rondo
Pull up skrr, slo mo, we don’t know so so
And we buy what we like we don't care bout logo
I'm so antisocial, even in my own home, even with my own phone
All is see is rose gold, and a diamond necklace
I’m so ambidextrous
One hand wheel and texting it
I need to talk to a therapist
Danger in my mind gets neglected and I don't no who I'm affecting like this
Ain't no space, ain't no time
If I ever cross your mind, hit my line
I'm just a phone call away
All the homies fam of mine
Know that Jay and Memphis line, anytime
I'm just a phone call away
Everybody gotta die, we just here in line, I ain't lying
Im just a phone call away
So hit me when you’re free
When you’re free
When you're free
Here I got talking about me
I had a nightmare I hardly could sleep
I saw the boogie man enter my dream
I heard the boogie man knows how
To tweet
Don’t buy into anything keep your receipts
There's a new story like every week
Not too much sugar when getting your tea
It turns to fruition and you get impeached
Bigger the bag, bigger the fee
Cover your ass to keep it brief
Roll with the flash under the seat
Cuz suckers will jack what they can't reach
Then pawn and put it on Chinese for squad
Real niggas don't let their lil homies starve
Money is cool but it’s blood before all and those are my dawgs those are my dawgs
I got a dollar store toothbrush, I got a millionaire smile
It's call growing with the times and my nana needs an ounce
Do anything for the family
Ain't no time or amount
There's always space up on the couch
Piggy banks and accounts
Ain't no space, ain't no time
If I ever cross your mind, hit my line
I'm just a phone call away
All the homies fam of mine
Know that Jay and Memphis line, anytime
I'm just a phone call away
Everybody gotta die, we just here in line, I ain't lying
Im just a phone call away
So hit me when you're free
When you're free
When you're free
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Latrell James Boston, Massachusetts
Latrell James is a versatile and acclaimed hip-hop artist and producer from Boston, MA. He has gained recognition for his captivating live performances and relatable songwriting style, with successful singles on Spotify like "Tracphone" and "Mona List Bonet". With his unique skill set, Latrell James is poised for continued success in the music industry. ... more
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