Spray Lyrics - Tha Truth, Pt. 2 - Trae Tha Truth

The devil working so I pray 

Cause what I'm holding, I'ma spray 

I don't wanna die today 

Too many niggas acting gay 

And I don't got no time to play 

The squad I got is on the way 

Asshole to society, navigating this Chevy 

I'm just tryna pull up and hit 'em with something heavy 

Tryna Kevin Hart me a nigga, he wasn't ready 

Bullets got him doing the Wap, like he was Fetty 

God fearing gangsta, nigga, don't get it twisted 

Bitch, I been the king of the streets, you couldn't miss it 

Tryna see my powers, don't worry, it wasn't listed 

One shot, all on the line, you better risk it 

Bet yo bitch do, when I pull thru 

Yeah, she a monster with the head, I'm tryna fuck her too 

And when I finish, I get out and jump in something new 

A bunch of pussy niggas hating, so I'm never through 

I hit up 'Ton and Don The Boss, what's cracking with it? 

Streets looking kinda lost, so I'm back to get it 

Slab sailing thru the South and I was captain in it 

I keep a trap full of work, you think a staff was in it 

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The devil working so I pray 

Cause what I'm holding, I'ma spray 

I don't wanna die today 

Too many niggas acting gay 

And I don't got no time to play 

The squad I got is on the way 

Asshole By Nature is the definition 

Niggas playing games, got my full attention 

Send goons at noon, on an expedition 

Have 'em shooting tunes out that Expedition 

With the full extension, respect the game 

I'm talking bird for bird, they underneath the plane 

Talking check for check, I never need the fame 

Drop cocaina, never seen a stain 

Whole team in the ghetto 

Codeine, kush, I'm a fiend in the ghetto 

Hustle got a nigga living dreams in the ghetto 

Bitch, I'm in the hood, you never seen in the ghetto 

Look, fuck nigga, jump fly and I'ma pull up 

Seven six-two's go to flying, get you put up 

Ten toes down, everyday a nigga stood up 

Now I'm at the crib, one deep, with my foot up 

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The devil working so I pray 

Cause what I'm holding, I'ma spray 

I don't wanna die today 

Too many niggas acting gay 

And I don't got no time to play 

The squad I got is on the way 

When it come to the streets, every nigga gotta see me 

Everything I do a movie, shoulda been on TV 

Go to playing tough, homicide, call the PD 

Chopper hit ya whip, get ya spinned, like a CD 

Riding for my niggas in the cell, 'til they be free 

Playing with the keys like a Mac or a PC 

Swear a nigga hustle got the world tryna be me 

Niggas out here tryna be the man, but I be he 

Money resonated over waters for me and my team 

Way I got it Coming To America, call me Hakeem 

You don't see my hustle something serious, get ya Visine 

Ya gal recognize it, that's probably why she gon' try things 

Yeah, I pull up in fly things, it ain't no way to stop that 

The hood is where I rock at 

Trip and get ya popped at 

Asshole sailing this ship, like "where the dock at?" 

Throw mine, let one in the chamber of something cocked back