(Swamiq)
(JD on tha track)
He can make a million off the trap (off the trap)
But the streets changes, niggas don't show no love no more
So I'm tryna make a million off of rap (off of rap)
Tryna make a million
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guessed
Don't play with me 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Greenlight, no, you ain't gotta sneeze to get you blessed
And it seems like when you come from the trenches, nigga
Hate to see get it they be all in your mentions
Tryna get you to spin 'em
And you tryna keep it distant
'Cause you Know you a killer
And you know you'll kill 'em, but, uh
Niggas be bitches, they gon' tell it all
My young niggas ready to set it off
We took his chains, and credit card
He had a strap, I let it off
I can't believe these niggas pussy
You up a hunnid thousand
bitch, I'm up a thousand bullets
I ain't scared to pull it
Trappin' out the Red Roof Inn (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Young street nigga (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Do a hunnid in the Benz (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Too real for friends (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Loyalty a must, hey
Cop the Rollie, got it buss
Went and copped the Carti', got it buss
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guessed
Don't play with me 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Greenlight, no, you ain't gotta sneeze to get you blessed
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Performed By: Yung Bleu
From Album: Moon Boy
Written by: Jeremy Biddle, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Roman Olegovich Mironchenko, Teldrick Smith
Yung Bleu - Contract Killers Lyrics
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(Swamiq)
(JD on tha track)
He can make a million off the trap (off the trap)
But the streets changes, niggas don't show no love no more
So I'm tryna make a million off of rap (off of rap)
Tryna make a million
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guessed
Don't play with me 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Greenlight, no, you ain't gotta sneeze to get you blessed
And it seems like when you come from the trenches, nigga
Hate to see get it they be all in your mentions
Tryna get you to spin 'em
And you tryna keep it distant
'Cause you Know you a killer
And you know you'll kill 'em, but, uh
Niggas be bitches, they gon' tell it all
My young niggas ready to set it off
We took his chains, and credit card
He had a strap, I let it off
I can't believe these niggas pussy
You up a hunnid thousand
bitch, I'm up a thousand bullets
I ain't scared to pull it
Trappin' out the Red Roof Inn (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Young street nigga (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Do a hunnid in the Benz (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Too real for friends (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Loyalty a must, hey
Cop the Rollie, got it buss
Went and copped the Carti', got it buss
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guessed
Don't play with me 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Greenlight, no, you ain't gotta sneeze to get you blessed
(JD on tha track)
He can make a million off the trap (off the trap)
But the streets changes, niggas don't show no love no more
So I'm tryna make a million off of rap (off of rap)
Tryna make a million
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guessed
Don't play with me 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Greenlight, no, you ain't gotta sneeze to get you blessed
And it seems like when you come from the trenches, nigga
Hate to see get it they be all in your mentions
Tryna get you to spin 'em
And you tryna keep it distant
'Cause you Know you a killer
And you know you'll kill 'em, but, uh
Niggas be bitches, they gon' tell it all
My young niggas ready to set it off
We took his chains, and credit card
He had a strap, I let it off
I can't believe these niggas pussy
You up a hunnid thousand
bitch, I'm up a thousand bullets
I ain't scared to pull it
Trappin' out the Red Roof Inn (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Young street nigga (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Do a hunnid in the Benz (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Too real for friends (ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy)
Loyalty a must, hey
Cop the Rollie, got it buss
Went and copped the Carti', got it buss
My eyes ain't in my rearview, live my life with no regret
Nobody safe, the hate come from the ones you never guessed
Don't play with me 'cause I got contract killers that I bless
Greenlight, no, you ain't gotta sneeze to get you blessed
Writer: Jeremy Biddle, Joao Victor Alba Duarte, Roman Olegovich Mironchenko, Teldrick Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
