You see me? I come through like 2012 Wetting blocks You don’t hear me ‘Cause you don’t know me well You don’t know my story If they asked Nah you couldn’t tell Aye ’12 Get off my brother back Yo ’14 Get from ‘round my brother neck Raised with manners But known to keep hands on deck No disrespect Just gotta keep a playa in check, huh Some cats ain’t talking bout nothing Nothing Some cats ain’t talking about nothing Frontin’ They’ll put you at a school desk With no teacher or pencil You wanna learn But they leaving you wanting, huh Young Man Young Man Young Man Young Man They’ll tell you that you can’t But I’ve seen that you can Attempt to ruin your plan Simply holla at P G, I see it everyday That’s why I’m doing this for Twenty Tray Where ya at doe Where ya at, Where ya at Where ya at doe Where ya at sitting back With the wack flow I don’t see you falling in line When the lack smoke Cause we just want to party And we just wanna Have a real good time I’m from the S.C. of L.A.C Where dubs get thrown up As we rep where we be Neighborhood Checking EBT and EDD Mamas proud They babies got that GED, woo Hard headed something up to no good Windows dusty Ain’t no squeegees in the hood A gallon in the tank That’ll get you down the block though To see the homies Who are usually misunderstood So I dip from the Swapmeet on Slauson Hit the homie over on Crenshaw Hit that right on Van Ness flossing Pause at Manchester Hop in the car Ride Florence to La Brea to Hollyhood Opportunities to play from afar But when I get that text I knuckle up on every page ‘Cause they dogging ‘round the way So I’m doing this for Twenty Tray Where ya at doe Where ya at, Where ya at Where ya at doe Where ya at sitting back With the wack flow I don’t see you falling in line When the lack smoke Cause we just want to party And we just wanna Have a real good time I Feel Revolution Revolution is Coming Home I Feel Revolution Revolution is Coming Home I feel, I feel, I feel it babe They talk, I walk, they bark I’m in amaze My life in chalk Are not for your displays I’m tryna have a real good time I feel, I feel, I feel it babe They talk, I walk, they bark I’m in amaze My life in chalk Are not for your displays I’m tryna have a real good time You feel me? Where ya at doe Where ya at, Where ya at Where ya at doe Where ya at sitting back With the wack flow I don’t see you falling in line When the lack smoke Cause we just want to party And we just wanna Have a real good time
Read the complete lyrics to "XX Tray" by PZB from the album "The Unheard EP" in 2020. On Lyrks you can follow along with the full text, explore the artist's discography, and discover related songs. The track is often categorized under Rap.
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