Yung Trashi
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Yung Trashi & Sio
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Yung Trashi
[Verse]
May I talk my shit for a minute
I been tryna live life inside my own image
I’m hella awkward but with music
I ain't gotta be timid
I know I fidget whenever
The roads I'm crossing get rigid
I bump oldies in the car wit all the homies
Years ago if you would’ve told me
That I'm making money off of all my tracks
I would’ve laughed in yo face
I'm just a kid from Arkansas making songs cause I'm addicted to the chase
My old teachers say they proud of me
Momma bump my songs and say I'm talented respectfully
I been hitting life wit uppercuts and hella pedigrees
It’s like i struck gold inside my minds own trеasury
Tryna be the best to my standards intеrnally
With every chance I get
So i can’t sit on my ass and just not give a shit
My next play is a blitz
I’m coming for the niggas who said I was never gone be shit and never fit in
I done lost some niggas along the way but that’s okay
They watching me from the heavens
I thank the universe in every way for letting me live another day
And that’s the end of my verse, that’s really all I got to say