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You Got It

Trip Lee

The End.


Where else can I go?
You got it
You got it
You got it
Where else can I go?
You got it
You got it
You got it
Where else can I go?
You got it (I'ma say it)
You got it (All I seen it)
You got it (Got me sayin')
Where else can I go? (Got me like)
You got it
You got it (Uh-huh)
You got it (Yeah, yeah)

Might get me a Beamer that you seenin' people pick, yeah
I might stack the green so everything I want I get, yeah
I might pack a nina so they team know we ain't it, yeah
I might cop some Dior for my fit and it lit
Might get me a private jet, rise the skies, highest yet
Post on socials, soak up likes while I disguise that I'm in debt
Post some guns like I'm a threat, fake my thug, boost my cred'
Throw up signs like that's my set, told the Bloods don't get upset
Look, I been considerin' throwin' a charity benefit
Raisin' bread at the end of it, just keepin' a hundred percent of it
Them Feds show up at my door and I tell 'em I'm innocent
Hope them fans don't figure me out, 'cause that would be the end of it
Look, look, I know all these moves might get me dough
I, I pro'bly won't be Diddy, but man, this might get me clothed, ayy
Look, this what I've been dreamin' 'bout for sure
But I think I might need somethin' for my soul
And—

Where else can I go?
You got it
You got it
You got it
Where else can I go?
You got it
You got it
You got it
Where else can I go?
You got it (I'ma say it)
You got it (All I seen it)
You got it (Got me sayin')
Where else can I go? (Got me like)
You got it
You got it (Uh-huh)
You got it (Yeah, yeah)

My homie told me get this bread
Fill that cup up and take that right to the head, ha
Oh, yeah, my OGs said me he gon' get me game
Told me switch up, hit that chick up, and forget her name
I be lyin' if I said I never felt like gettin' mine
'Cause the kind of road I'm walkin' ain't for soft ones, it's a climb
It's a crime to leave a feast, chasin' filthy swine
When I dine, need nutrition for my system and my mind
Many times, wisdom tried to help me, but I fought her
Swimmin' through the ocean drownin' all in search of water
Leave the store, lookin' for food, yeah, it's dumb, that's what we do
So many sleepless nights lookin' for words that we feel like
Man, look at me grow (Grow) , it can be slow (Slow)
And it can be so difficult, got me thinkin' I go (Go)
But I know, all them others leave us in the cold
I don't wanna gain the world and lose my soul
So—

Where else can I go?
You got it
You got it
You got it
Where else can I go?
You got it
You got it
You got it
Where else can I go?
You got it (I'ma say it)
You got it (All I seen it)
You got it (Got me sayin')
Where else can I go? (Got me like)
You got it
You got it (Uh-huh)
You got it (Yeah, yeah)

I'ma say it
All I seen it
Got me sayin'
Got me like
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
I'ma say it
All I seen it
Got me sayin'
Got me like
Uh-huh
Yeah, yeah

Compositores: William Lee Barefield (Trip Lee), Mashell Leroy
ECAD: Obra #43346606

Letra enviada por Silvia Castro

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