Lyrics Trouble – Materialistic Power
Text:
Trouble:
Materialistic power
Materialistic power
Materialistic power
They only care bout materialistic
Shit, how much they goin get
They think bout them automobiles, and how these bitches and they families hurtin bad
My reality floats abouve the avrage brain
So I know that coat, you couldn’t cote
Versace, and you cruising on boats
With all the spokes players, but at home, she live with her folks
Walk in the club, with a lot of groopies, misguided hoes
She supposed to lay on her back, goin and get poked
For a lil dope
There go the dope, and all his falts
That’s how it go
Materialistic power
Materialistic power
Materialistic power
CyHi The Prynce:
CyHi!
Many rap niggas got us brainwashed
All they do is brag about what we ain’t got
That ain’t hot
I was a bus boy, I used to slang pot
Ride with the thing cocked
Hit the block with the heat, with the chopper, named Botch
Zukini in the street, cirtain shit you can’t squosh
Tryna get the same watch Lil Wayne got
And bitches in the strip club chacin rain drops
Trappin in the city, but you still in the same spot
You should be in Cali, but you still on the same block
Trouble:
Materialistic power
Materialistic power
Materialistic power
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Trouble – The Return Of December 17th
