Top Songs By Trevond Michaels
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Trevond Michaels
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Listen, I'm feelin' I'm bad to the bone
Listen, I've made it this far on my own
And I made all of my money, no loans
Stayin' real focused, I stay in the zone
Don't have time for an only fans hoe
Hook up my money and mic and I'll flow
Ain't no relation, but mob with the bros
Fans they get it, I'm making a cult
Up from the north where the winters is cold
Michigan brothers, we like 9 below
Out in the city, I can't have a soul
Enemies got me grippin' my colt
45 loaded, this nigga don't joke
Hustle don't stop, man, I'm out on the road
Girl give the digits, she calling my phone
Look like she getting no loving at home
Built this up from the ground like it's Rome
Purchased a Lincoln and it's sitting on Chrome
Niggas is tweaking, attack of the clones
Stars having wars, but I show no remorse
Don't get respect, then I'll take it by force
Me and connections are kicking down doors
Dipped in the Nike and Drakkar Noir
Why would I give them a chance to score
Rather just wipe them all over the floor
This is competitive, I want the gold
Not like a wallet, don't bend or fold
No craps dice, but I've been on a roll
Ever since 25, been in control
Almost 30, I'm killing it though
Countin' these bands, I know it's a sin
Killin' before I go broke again
I'm feelin' like I'm bad to the bone
Yeah, I'm feelin' like I'm I'm feelin' like I'm
I'm feelin' like I'm bad to the bone
I'm feelin' like I'm bad to the bone
Yeah
Yeah, look, been in this game and I'm feeling it needs me
They try to knock, but it's never easy
Vision I've got, it'll come when it need be
Work ethic real, this ain't for the weak G
She want to know the number to reach me
Tell her come over, know that she freaky
She like Marina Visconti, she twerking that ass
I'm loving that body and all of her life
She want that somebody to make her feel special
She calling me papi, money is flowing
Women are smokin' and I have awakened
The pen never broken, the love for my city that's deeper than ocean
Scheme with my bros like I'm Danny Ocean
MC's see I'm an omen
If they try to step, I'm slicing them open
Serial killer, microphone murderer
Stealing the charts, I'm more like a burglar
Came through the window, man, they couldn't see me
Throne was taken, now it's for the free ski
Been a prince before they all knew me
Makin' these moves, my life like a movie
My life like a movie, ay, yeah
Man, they bank account look funny
They be giving this nigga too much money
LLC, man I feel like new money
Stay with the Ruger, yeah, that's my buddy
Not every family is family
If they ain't pour into you to help you grow
Then sorry they can't be
Especially members, whenever you make it
They hear about the money, they antsy
Like, come on, please keep it classy
My ex-girl getting sassy
She want to come back after doing me wrong
I fucked her and called her a taxi
I don't forget, I forgive
Back then she wanted to trash me
Best friend wanted to smash me
And packed out a couple of kids
Devilish girl, if you ask me
Don't need no drama to pass me
No opportunities pass me
With the rose gold feelin' fancy
Copped up an RX the last week
My music feel like a hit list
The way that I'm running is kill streak
Turn 29 in a couple days
Crazy, I'm not even at the peak
And cause of God, man, I made it
Back then, I felt like I'm Peep
Depressed, just wanted to sleep
Fallin' for bitches who cheat
Man, this shit done cut me deep
Hoes overrated and cheap
But they gone sow what they reap I tell you, dawg, I'ma keep doing me
Writer(s): Trevond Threlkeld
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