SUBMIT LYRICS
Top 100
Album releases
artists
Community
French
Spanish
Portuguese
Correction Lyrics
Without A Trace
by
Anonymuz
Back
Lyrics
Yeah Formerly Ay These days I don’t go outside Unless I need to get my space Working all the time friends be surprised When I show my face Tryna find where my heart’s at But I’m really feeling out of place I could pick a day and dip I’m bouta leave it all without a trace, yeah (Without a trace?) Y’all got me tired now I might just pull a Kendrick and announce an album So that I can come out of retirement I got the money, sent through the wire It’s funny cause that’s just the way I be making it Got it on lock I be feeling Jamaican I’m reeling that’s why I been acting abrasive You one to talk so I’ll send my remarks To the people who’ll miss you when you meet your maker Gave you the mic and you shuddered you pa**ing your prime Why you do nothing just like the Lakers Head in the clouds but she under the table Don’t worry she ain’t gon do it I won’t make her Back to my crib you can try to come take her Good luck you’ll be searching a couple of acres Arsenal sharp ain’t a shocker (Saka) So if you ain’t got you a Glock we can take it medieval Chain’ll still shine in this armor I keep my possessions and treat my quarters like I’m regal You can hate me all you want but just know you the reason That I be collecting this ego You doing too much sit you down with a free throw I’m shooting I might just grab a desert eagle Ay! These days I don’t go outside Unless I need to get my space (yeah) Working all the time friends be surprised When I show my face Tryna find where my heart’s at But I’m really feeling out of place I could pick a day and dip I’m bouta leave it all without a trace Ay! All these n***as they real as a mannequin Know why they panicking (uh, yeah) These n***as doing the strain of the cannibis Know I'mma damage em (ha, yeah) Yeah, I put the smoke in the air of the animist No, ain't no pa**in it (uh, uh) Yeah, b*t*h I'm the future I put in the work And you know ain't no managin Yeah These days looking like the old days Pull up on your shawty make it rotate Spinnin blocks I'm playin where they don't play Water on me I been in a flow state yuh (yeah yeah yeah) Ha Birds on a n***a like I'm Rozay Birds round a n***a sippin rosé If I kill a n***a it's a cold case uh (case closed) Dumpin the clip and it's one in the head Sluggin this whip if he duckin or dissin We come with the friction he come with the feds These n***as lookin like busters and b*t*hes They come with the fiction we cuttin them heads Off, n***as be frontin for cred Y'all n***as be up with the dead These days I don’t go outside Unless I need to get my space Working all the time friends be surprised When I show my face Tryna find where my heart’s at But I’m really feeling out of place I could pick a day and dip I’m bouta leave it all without a trace, yeah
music video
Your name will be published. Leave fields blanks to remain anonymous.
Submit
Modal title
×
Insert media
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Remember me
Lost password
Sign in
Register