Some Type of Way
• Written by Trusc
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Lyrics:
Trusc's Notes
How sick is this song? First of many collabs with Dougie - produced by Dougie and animated by me! Please check out both verses and leave feedback below
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[Chorus x2: Dougie]
Got you feeling some type of way
I know you fuckin with me
Yeah I'm gonna make it to the top
Just watch and see
Gotta go and chase the bag
Got these diamonds on my neck
All you haters gonna laugh
But my songs make your girl wet
[Verse 1: Dougie]
I keep wanting some more
Myself I'm doing it for
Two cups gimme a pour
Iced out look like never before
All these snakes is what I see now
Only ballin with the team now
Got the jet and its private now
Boutta fly over seas wow
My cars top got the drop
Yeah you know I'm only making them bops
I cant trust you with the keys
Bitch you aint with the team, leave
Doin it all on my own
Money is the antidote
Yeah you know I'm in the zone
No more being broke
I got the dope
I'm feelin woke
I'm feeling nice
I'm tryna ride
Got my money right
Baddie on my side
I'm tryna pipe
While I'm on a flight
Getting real high
While I'm in the sky
I fuck her with my shades on
I'm an icon
Fuck her all night
Like a marathon
Yeah I do it like that always
She can have it her way always
I'm just chasin this bag
Shorty, why you so mad
You know, that you so bad
Hit that, right from that back
I know I got it all
Always gonna ball
Never gonna fall
That’s right
Good vibes
All night
Get nice
Alright
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2: Trusc]
I can make it any type of way
Been doing this shit since
I was just like a babe
Keeping my mind
Right in graves
Digging and digging
And skipping the light of day
Picked up the mic and it felt like
My life was saved
Right away
I get so much green
And picking up leaves
It's like I'm eating my five a day
Been writing since Five Ways
Rapping since a kid
Now they know I'm nice
Don't know what I did
To get here, and wreck ears
Don't forget peers
You won't be left here
Race you next year
Place your bets
As I race you to the top
Take the steps
I will make it to the loft
And I know that
It's golden
I do what I want but I'm feeling like I'm chosen
Feeling like Odin with the lightning bolts
I'm right on top can't fight me nope
Just ride the flow to your highest hopes
Then right below down the mighty slopes
To the med sea better be
Feeling like a Bentley
Got a lot of pride
Not a lot of Envy
Got a lot of time
Not a lot of enemies
I do what I want
And I wanna be a better me
I wanna be ahead of me
I wanna be me looking back in centuries
Smiling down as I'm leaving my legacy
Smiling now, I'm beaming, I better be
Another couple of shots as I'm filling up my cup
Raise it to the top, as I'll never get enough
As I'm laughing and dancing and brimming it with love
And now I know that it's fate now I know what's up
[Chorus x2]
