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91darby – Trey lyrics
[Verse]
Last thing I remember was waking up for school
King Darby on the news as I left my room
I told my mother I'm running late, ain't no time for breakfast
She said "just make sure that report card's what I expected"
I laughed, she said "I love you Trey"
I said I love her back and continued on my way out the door
Father's dog tag around my neck from the war
I kissed the silver
It was my only piece of him, it wasn't memorabilia
If it wasn't for his guidance, I would have been a killer
I rode the bus to school
The way I was staying to myself, you would think I wasn't cool
I got to school and saw my friend
He said his brother had a gun and brought it in
Said "see that nigga mugging us, that's all for him"
I said "you tripping nigga"
"How're you gonna take care of your sister from a prison nigga"
I guess it clicked
I said "fight him, you ain't gotta bring no weapons in"
I said "what you a bitch?", he got the message then
I saw the words settle in
Yeah, crisis averted
Got my report card back, all A's
That shit had me happy like all day
I left school and got a text from Shatrice
She said her mother had left for a day at least
Say no more, detour, Shatrice house
I could feel my virgin heartbeat now
We're on the couch, she said "what you wanna do"
I proceed to make a move, so I move and she moves
Away, she told me she ain't ready and I told her that it's cool
I grab my phone to regain some little piece of couth that I lost
I see it's getting late, I tell her later we can talk
And I leave
I hear commotion as I'm walking home
From afar I see a car explode
See about a hundred people sparking chrome
I'm suddenly feeling all alone
Do I hide, do I run
I hope my mans is nowhere near here, I hope he got his gun
Fuck it, hide, I see a storefront, run inside
The fight is getting closer, fuck it dive
As I land, I feel a pressure on my chest
And see a hole in the wall but my dog tag stopped the bullet
As I'm kissing silver, my stomach's red
Blot it with my report card but good God I'm dead
[Outro]
I would like to know how man knows himself outside of reflections
Last thing I remember was waking up for school
King Darby on the news as I left my room
I told my mother I'm running late, ain't no time for breakfast
She said "just make sure that report card's what I expected"
I laughed, she said "I love you Trey"
I said I love her back and continued on my way out the door
Father's dog tag around my neck from the war
I kissed the silver
It was my only piece of him, it wasn't memorabilia
If it wasn't for his guidance, I would have been a killer
I rode the bus to school
The way I was staying to myself, you would think I wasn't cool
I got to school and saw my friend
He said his brother had a gun and brought it in
Said "see that nigga mugging us, that's all for him"
I said "you tripping nigga"
"How're you gonna take care of your sister from a prison nigga"
I guess it clicked
I said "fight him, you ain't gotta bring no weapons in"
I said "what you a bitch?", he got the message then
I saw the words settle in
Yeah, crisis averted
Got my report card back, all A's
That shit had me happy like all day
I left school and got a text from Shatrice
She said her mother had left for a day at least
Say no more, detour, Shatrice house
I could feel my virgin heartbeat now
We're on the couch, she said "what you wanna do"
I proceed to make a move, so I move and she moves
Away, she told me she ain't ready and I told her that it's cool
I grab my phone to regain some little piece of couth that I lost
I see it's getting late, I tell her later we can talk
And I leave
I hear commotion as I'm walking home
From afar I see a car explode
See about a hundred people sparking chrome
I'm suddenly feeling all alone
Do I hide, do I run
I hope my mans is nowhere near here, I hope he got his gun
Fuck it, hide, I see a storefront, run inside
The fight is getting closer, fuck it dive
As I land, I feel a pressure on my chest
And see a hole in the wall but my dog tag stopped the bullet
As I'm kissing silver, my stomach's red
Blot it with my report card but good God I'm dead
[Outro]
I would like to know how man knows himself outside of reflections
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