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Travy Video (MV)




Performed By: Sly Barkley
Length: 3:00
Written by: SeDale Barkley




Sly Barkley - Travy Lyrics




I been on a mission, tryna find my vision but I see
Everything I see ain't really meant for me
Just because it be don't mean it's meant to be
Like I know it's in my chest but sht I wear it on my sleeve
That's all I need
Gimme a drink
You know a angel tell her that we needa link
I needa freak
Wit some trees
Who like to cook
And love to get down her knees Let us pray
Amen
I stopped sinnin now I'm back at it again
No fux
And I love the way she lookup too the man
Hallelujah, praise god , ain't nothin important then the mullah
Fararooq assad I'm tryna lead mathaf*ckin nation
Full of sick of bein mediocres, tryna make a killin till they life is over Is you down
Cuz I ain't really f*ckin wit these clowns
Remember when I used to love the circus
All of the peanuts no charlie, ringlin Barnum and barley
I mean Bailey, little bit haizey, all of my thoughts when I'm sippin on baileys
I am trip
Nights like these the ticket
Gucci be the slippers, one of strippers, lui vaton for the one in the kitchen
She don't get none for the one that be bitchin
Hangup the phone on the one that be trippin
Shawty don't listen, cuz I don't rap
But I f*ck her good until i got her screamin
Travy in the trap... Anything to get chu high you know he sellin that
Baggie full of caps
Mac 11 for for rats... bang bang, for snitches, leav'm leaking on map..
White girls sniffin on that farra faucet
Blood stains on the flow, mirror and the faucet
Pretty colors how to get her now she seein dolphins...
Getter rollin then he put that pussy in the coffin.. uh

Spending my O's , Gettin my o's, Dealin wit hos, yeaa it's headache
But that be the way that it goes
Eatin a meal, I needa meal
Struggle is hard and it's so real Supply and demand, for the life and the pills
That's why they be callin on
Travy from the Trap, Travy from the Trap
Anything to get you high you know I'm sellin that
F*ck'n with them other niggas know they hella wack
I ain't even gotta say it girl
You know this where it's at
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I been on a mission, tryna find my vision but I see
Everything I see ain't really meant for me
Just because it be don't mean it's meant to be
Like I know it's in my chest but sht I wear it on my sleeve
That's all I need
Gimme a drink
You know a angel tell her that we needa link
I needa freak
Wit some trees
Who like to cook
And love to get down her knees Let us pray
Amen
I stopped sinnin now I'm back at it again
No fux
And I love the way she lookup too the man
Hallelujah, praise god , ain't nothin important then the mullah
Fararooq assad I'm tryna lead mathaf*ckin nation
Full of sick of bein mediocres, tryna make a killin till they life is over Is you down
Cuz I ain't really f*ckin wit these clowns
Remember when I used to love the circus
All of the peanuts no charlie, ringlin Barnum and barley
I mean Bailey, little bit haizey, all of my thoughts when I'm sippin on baileys
I am trip
Nights like these the ticket
Gucci be the slippers, one of strippers, lui vaton for the one in the kitchen
She don't get none for the one that be bitchin
Hangup the phone on the one that be trippin
Shawty don't listen, cuz I don't rap
But I f*ck her good until i got her screamin
Travy in the trap... Anything to get chu high you know he sellin that
Baggie full of caps
Mac 11 for for rats... bang bang, for snitches, leav'm leaking on map..
White girls sniffin on that farra faucet
Blood stains on the flow, mirror and the faucet
Pretty colors how to get her now she seein dolphins...
Getter rollin then he put that pussy in the coffin.. uh

Spending my O's , Gettin my o's, Dealin wit hos, yeaa it's headache
But that be the way that it goes
Eatin a meal, I needa meal
Struggle is hard and it's so real Supply and demand, for the life and the pills
That's why they be callin on
Travy from the Trap, Travy from the Trap
Anything to get you high you know I'm sellin that
F*ck'n with them other niggas know they hella wack
I ain't even gotta say it girl
You know this where it's at
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Writer: SeDale Barkley
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