Tre16oz - WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE

I've seen crazy things
Result to shady things
So I be out the way (Kill)
I be out the way
Chasing 0's
Running down on commas
If I meet my maker
Fuck my bros, Comfort my Mama
Trust me Moe, they good
My men, they monsters
We were raised
Where the Wild Things Are
I've been chasing 0's
Running down on commas
If I meet my maker
Fuck my bros, Comfort my Mama
Trust me Moe, they good
My men, they monsters
We were raised
Where the Wild Things Are
Running it up like Noah Lyles
I'm getting to it like Carl Lewis
Speak harm onto any of mine and Ima draw like a cartoonist
Anybody but Walt (Yeah)
Cause this is not Disney
Goofies, Rats, Lame Ducks
This is not family friendly (No it's not)
I would've took ya girl wit me
But she was chewed like Wrigleys (Ugh)
Must've thought I was you
Thought I'd buy her love and her Remy (She thought)
Everybody who told me they wouldn't leave me
All need anchors and Emmies
I than went and copped me a big dog
I might change my name to Emily
I than had to, stretch food
From the 13th to the 30th
Stomach in a ball but you wouldn't tell
My spine the sturdiest
Volunteered for a sack race
I have jumped into my bag
I almost did security
But I just can't fuck wit no badge
Riding in that car
I'm just praying we don't crash
Try me if you want
And you gon catch em all like Ash
Niggas talking beef
When they only Mrs. Dash
Pounds in high demand
I'm rolling stone wit these bands
Chasing 0's
Running down on commas
If I meet my maker
Fuck my bros, Comfort my Mama
Trust me Moe, they good
My men, they monsters
We were raised
Where the Wild Things Are
I've been chasing 0's
Running down on commas
If I meet my maker
Fuck my bros. Comfort my Mama
Trust me Moe, they good
My men, they monsters
We were raised
Where the Wild Things Are
You ain't starve wit me
You do not eat
I stood alone
Ten toes down on my two feet
When they fronted on me
I took a backseat
Praying it ain't trap me
Whispering to God through my gapped teeth
Been swimming since '91 and I still ain't bubbled
Often looked at as trouble
When the true story is I'm troubled
Hearing "You'll be just like ya daddy"
Feeling like the world don't want you
He's boxed in, sometimes in a hole
Couldn't call if he'd want to
We went from playing kickball
To playing with toys that kickback
You'd have to be an original to really get that
Clutching on them benches
Run it up and get home
Clutching in them trenches
Play it safe,
Make it home
We went from playing kickball
To playing wit toys that kickback
You'd have to be an original to really get that
Clutching on them benches
Run it up and get home
Clutching in them trenches
Play it safe,
Make it home
Chasing 0's
Running down on commas
If I meet my maker
Fuck my bros, Comfort my Mama
Trust me Moe, they good
My men, they monsters
We were raised
Where the Wild Things Are
I've been chasing 0's
Running down on commas
If I meet my maker
F ck my bros, Comfort my Mama
Trust me Moe, they good
My men, they monsters
We were raised
Where the Wild Things Are

Written by:
Tre'Lonte Williams

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