Betrayal

Album: Trip At Knight (2021)
Charted: 67
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  • (Finish)
    (PinkGrillz)

    Paper planes (paper planes), Novocaine (Novocaine)
    Mary Jane (yeah)
    Say one thing to me, you Texas toast, no Raising Cane's
    I can't lie, life's good, man, I can't complain (yeah)
    Walkin' through the hood undoubtedly without a stain
    Hopped off the porch, I'm a prodigy, they know the name
    Had to run it up like my prophecy, financial gain (PinkGrillz)
    If you ain't with me, you against me, then get out the way (whoa)

    We be spinnin' on you and your people, dancin' on your grave
    Keep them choppers like Resident Evil, we dress like BloodRayne
    Rocked out, American Eagle, hoodie got blood stains
    Now my brother whippin' up them kilos, I told him, "Fuck the game"
    Twin Glocks, Max Payne, kickin' shit, Johnny Cage
    Ice us out at Johnny Dang, beat shit, Liu Kang
    Flamin' shit, Liu Kang, brand new day (PinkGrillz)
    Brand new K, ballin' like 2K

    I swear I been betrayed ('trayed)
    One too many times (times)
    Too many to count (count), yeah
    All them nights I prayed
    Solid how I stayed (stayed)
    No matter how they played it, I still don't mind (whoa, yeah)
    There's too many to count (ayy, ayy, PinkGrillz)
    Times I been betrayed, fuck is that about?
    Paper plane, Laker game, Novocaine (Novocaine)
    Head shot, Drizzy, man, you know the aim (grrrt)
    Niggas prayin' that I spare 'em like a bowling lane (woo, woo)
    Yeah, like Mike (like Mike)
    Corleone (Corleone), sporty flow (sporty flow)
    I done done it all, it's like I'm Shawty Lo (Shawty)
    All these fools I'm beefin' that I barely know
    Forty-five, forty-four (burned out), let it go
    'Ye ain't changin' shit for me, it's set in stone
    Rollin' stones, heavy stones (PinkGrillz)
    Precious stone, let me make my presence known

    Paper planes (paper planes), Novocaine (Novocaine)
    Mary Jane (yeah)
    Say one thing to me, you Texas toast, no Raising Cane's
    I can't lie, life's good, man, I can't complain (yeah)
    Walkin' through the hood undoubtedly without a stain
    Hopped off the porch, I'm a prodigy, they know the name
    Had to run it up like my prophecy, financial gain (PinkGrillz)
    If you ain't with me, you against me, then get out the way (yeah, whoa) Writer/s: Aubrey Drake Graham, Brody Fallon, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Ethan Mccallum-Williams, Michael Lamar II White
    Publisher: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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