Trophies (freestyle) Lyrics - Slim Thug

Still here 15 summers 

I been balling since the baby Hummers 

You wanna talk to me, talk numbers 

I aint tryna see you, Stevie Wonder 

Im just tryna pay my child support, man 

And still have some leftover balling change 

See, I came a long way from ripping wood grain 

And repping about my new piece of chains 

Nowadays I be pulling up like the boss 

Crow steel cost more than a house 

Used to steal cars living on and off 

Now everything I drive is paid off 

I be hopping out the Ghost with two trophies 

Walking in the crib, got them canned groceries 

Bitch, Im the boss, you cant coach me 

Better get your weight up before you come approach me 

Thugga 

I been racking Rollies since the small faces 

I done had a grill when you had braces 

Im shaking all snakes, avoid all cases 

Tryna make another mil, still paper chasing 

You can stay broke if you want to 

But Im addicted to getting me something new 

Thats why you see me riding clean like I do 

Fresh kicks, fresh fit, new bitch, too 

You only get one life, better ball, nigga 

Fuck settling for less, I want it all, nigga 

Im too tired to do anything small, nigga 

Thats why my AKA boss hard, nigga 

I done seen it all, done it all twice 

I feel like Im going on my third life 

If you real you should take this here advice 

Grind hard till you get your paper right 

Lead a boss life, nigga 

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