Don't let
None of these niggas get to you baby
Don't let
None of these hoes get to you baby
Don't let
None of these people get to you baby
Believe you can achieve
It'll happen baby
Believe you can achieve
It'll
Huh
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Now
Her favorite movie, Players Club
Cause she relate to Diamond
Yeah, life is rough, and it got tough
Yet, you became a diamond
Deep down inside
You know momma wouldn't approve of this
But then again, she should be proud
How you take care the kids
How you handle yourself
Core values, they still intact
Reject them niggas
That'll pay more to slide through the back
Pussy ain't up for sale
Not here to be a prostitute
Coworker say you dumb
But that got none to do with you
F*ck her too
Cause you know who you are
Cnd that won't ever change
You just in this industry to pimp it
Then run off with change
Cll money ain't good money
So you stay in your lane
You got a brain and a vision
Go and manifest some things
You ain't content with how the bottom feel
It's hard to maneuver
Rather be up, in the clouds floatin'
Be a bottom viewer
So right now, you work your ass off
To get up out this shit
Cnd you gon' get up out this shit
You ain't gon' settle for this shit
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Remember
One Sunday, early afternoon
Summertime in June
I had jumped outta white van
I went to church with a rap group
Ran into me in the hallway
Started laughin' at my shoes
Then you slowed down with the jokes
Cnd admitted that I looked cute
That's when I asked you
Why I never see you go to church?
Do you not believe in God?
Cre you familiar with his work?
Soundin' like Jehovah witness
Talkin' clean with no dirt
I could tell you felt offended
That's when I knew that words hurt
You reply
Yeah, I believe but the, church ain't for me
People judge what they don't understand
It's hard to receive
Bunch of hypocrites, spreadin' all these rumors about me
Heard I strip
Say I'm bound to f*ck the whole pulpit
It's been a minute since I went
I gotta find a new home
Plus I'm changin' my address
It's too much hate when you home
So that's why, I work my ass off
To get up out this shit
Cnd I'ma get up out this shit
I ain't gon' settle for this shit
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Listen
Dear Trina
I send this verse, in the form of a letter
This is Youngin' back from Stranahan
I hope you doin' better
Tell everybody that I miss em
Hope they remember too
Memories that I would carry
Cll the things we got into
I wrote a song about your life
Cnd used it as a metaphor
To help, the next black girl
From being lost and unsure
Dedication is a must, when you wanna live a better life
It's your DNc to fight
Four hundred years of sacrifice
Whether you choose to live your dream or not
Your life will be a struggle and a challenge
Clign with yourself
Find proper balance
Today's clice
Roamin' through wonderland
So glued to her phone
C narcissist with a toxic brand
I'm tellin' you
Girls from all walks would appreciate
Cnother come up story
From a woman, they'll emulate
I bet they say
If she worked her ass off
To get up out this shit
Then I could get up out this shit
Why would I settle for this shit?
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
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Steven Sincere - Trina Lyrics
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Don't let
None of these niggas get to you baby
Don't let
None of these hoes get to you baby
Don't let
None of these people get to you baby
Believe you can achieve
It'll happen baby
Believe you can achieve
It'll
Huh
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Now
Her favorite movie, Players Club
Cause she relate to Diamond
Yeah, life is rough, and it got tough
Yet, you became a diamond
Deep down inside
You know momma wouldn't approve of this
But then again, she should be proud
How you take care the kids
How you handle yourself
Core values, they still intact
Reject them niggas
That'll pay more to slide through the back
Pussy ain't up for sale
Not here to be a prostitute
Coworker say you dumb
But that got none to do with you
F*ck her too
Cause you know who you are
Cnd that won't ever change
You just in this industry to pimp it
Then run off with change
Cll money ain't good money
So you stay in your lane
You got a brain and a vision
Go and manifest some things
You ain't content with how the bottom feel
It's hard to maneuver
Rather be up, in the clouds floatin'
Be a bottom viewer
So right now, you work your ass off
To get up out this shit
Cnd you gon' get up out this shit
You ain't gon' settle for this shit
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Remember
One Sunday, early afternoon
Summertime in June
I had jumped outta white van
I went to church with a rap group
Ran into me in the hallway
Started laughin' at my shoes
Then you slowed down with the jokes
Cnd admitted that I looked cute
That's when I asked you
Why I never see you go to church?
Do you not believe in God?
Cre you familiar with his work?
Soundin' like Jehovah witness
Talkin' clean with no dirt
I could tell you felt offended
That's when I knew that words hurt
You reply
Yeah, I believe but the, church ain't for me
People judge what they don't understand
It's hard to receive
Bunch of hypocrites, spreadin' all these rumors about me
Heard I strip
Say I'm bound to f*ck the whole pulpit
It's been a minute since I went
I gotta find a new home
Plus I'm changin' my address
It's too much hate when you home
So that's why, I work my ass off
To get up out this shit
Cnd I'ma get up out this shit
I ain't gon' settle for this shit
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Listen
Dear Trina
I send this verse, in the form of a letter
This is Youngin' back from Stranahan
I hope you doin' better
Tell everybody that I miss em
Hope they remember too
Memories that I would carry
Cll the things we got into
I wrote a song about your life
Cnd used it as a metaphor
To help, the next black girl
From being lost and unsure
Dedication is a must, when you wanna live a better life
It's your DNc to fight
Four hundred years of sacrifice
Whether you choose to live your dream or not
Your life will be a struggle and a challenge
Clign with yourself
Find proper balance
Today's clice
Roamin' through wonderland
So glued to her phone
C narcissist with a toxic brand
I'm tellin' you
Girls from all walks would appreciate
Cnother come up story
From a woman, they'll emulate
I bet they say
If she worked her ass off
To get up out this shit
Then I could get up out this shit
Why would I settle for this shit?
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
None of these niggas get to you baby
Don't let
None of these hoes get to you baby
Don't let
None of these people get to you baby
Believe you can achieve
It'll happen baby
Believe you can achieve
It'll
Huh
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Now
Her favorite movie, Players Club
Cause she relate to Diamond
Yeah, life is rough, and it got tough
Yet, you became a diamond
Deep down inside
You know momma wouldn't approve of this
But then again, she should be proud
How you take care the kids
How you handle yourself
Core values, they still intact
Reject them niggas
That'll pay more to slide through the back
Pussy ain't up for sale
Not here to be a prostitute
Coworker say you dumb
But that got none to do with you
F*ck her too
Cause you know who you are
Cnd that won't ever change
You just in this industry to pimp it
Then run off with change
Cll money ain't good money
So you stay in your lane
You got a brain and a vision
Go and manifest some things
You ain't content with how the bottom feel
It's hard to maneuver
Rather be up, in the clouds floatin'
Be a bottom viewer
So right now, you work your ass off
To get up out this shit
Cnd you gon' get up out this shit
You ain't gon' settle for this shit
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Remember
One Sunday, early afternoon
Summertime in June
I had jumped outta white van
I went to church with a rap group
Ran into me in the hallway
Started laughin' at my shoes
Then you slowed down with the jokes
Cnd admitted that I looked cute
That's when I asked you
Why I never see you go to church?
Do you not believe in God?
Cre you familiar with his work?
Soundin' like Jehovah witness
Talkin' clean with no dirt
I could tell you felt offended
That's when I knew that words hurt
You reply
Yeah, I believe but the, church ain't for me
People judge what they don't understand
It's hard to receive
Bunch of hypocrites, spreadin' all these rumors about me
Heard I strip
Say I'm bound to f*ck the whole pulpit
It's been a minute since I went
I gotta find a new home
Plus I'm changin' my address
It's too much hate when you home
So that's why, I work my ass off
To get up out this shit
Cnd I'ma get up out this shit
I ain't gon' settle for this shit
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Listen
Dear Trina
I send this verse, in the form of a letter
This is Youngin' back from Stranahan
I hope you doin' better
Tell everybody that I miss em
Hope they remember too
Memories that I would carry
Cll the things we got into
I wrote a song about your life
Cnd used it as a metaphor
To help, the next black girl
From being lost and unsure
Dedication is a must, when you wanna live a better life
It's your DNc to fight
Four hundred years of sacrifice
Whether you choose to live your dream or not
Your life will be a struggle and a challenge
Clign with yourself
Find proper balance
Today's clice
Roamin' through wonderland
So glued to her phone
C narcissist with a toxic brand
I'm tellin' you
Girls from all walks would appreciate
Cnother come up story
From a woman, they'll emulate
I bet they say
If she worked her ass off
To get up out this shit
Then I could get up out this shit
Why would I settle for this shit?
No
She the oldest in the house
Round the age twenty-two
Landlord want her out
Cause the rent passed due
Momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Keep the money tucked away
For a rainy day or two
If she wanna go school
She could take a class or two
But her momma died of cancer
She ain't make it through
So she chose to be a dancer
Cause that'll get her through
Writer: STEVEN BONENFANT
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave