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Tray Charles - Careers End (feat. MikeXBrown) Lyrics




I tell these niggas turn they cool down
Cause I'm way hotter than most
I calls it like I see it
I don't mean to boast
Y'all niggas non original
My tracks are unpredictable
You'll never make a track
To make the youngin wanna envy you
Some of my old homies
Yea they bitches dude
I gives a f*ck if them niggas turn to fishes food
No need to think on it
Yea I'm dissing you
It don't take Common Sense for
The People to see The Bitch In You
And I'm tired of the who hot, who not
9 times out of 10 the nigga who asking crew not
But f*ck it, My main objective is the duckets
Gotta get moms her dream crib before I kick the bucket
Time waits for no man therefore I gotta take mine
Some cats be in the limelite but never get the chance to shine
If I don't live to see tomorrow so what
At least I got the bitches going nuts

Ok Boggie bout to kill again
It's Mass Murder
They ain't heard let's fill em in
I'm bout to take em to a point you can't remember them
I send em off they so lost like Gilligan
And for the throne
I'm snatching that from under ya
It only gets colder from here so bundle up
As far as ya crew they ain't f*cking with none of us
There goes my 2 cents
Now Imma sum it up

Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
End they can pretend
Careers come to an end
It's only so long fake thugs can pretend

I jumped over oceans
For niggas who wouldn't leap over a puddle for me
Damn I thought we were brothers homie
But all I can do is laugh at em
Continue to live my life
There's no need for throwing jabs at em
Cuz these drums hit hard enough
Like a fiend for the weed
Whenever the blunt sparking up
My music heaven sent
At times I get hesitant
Cause 95% of you niggas out here irrelevent
So don't clame to be an artist
If you only doodle in your sketch pad
I see alot of yall trynna rap now
Go focus on being nominated for best dad
Now if that hit a sensative nerve
Just know that I'm speaking truth through these scentences heard
You can try to play chicken
Don't expect me to swerve it takes
Skill how I canflip and minipulate words

Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music
My shits crack that explains why the fiends abuse it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I said that got a nice ring to it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music

I'm just trynna stay focused
Eyes on the prize
While y'all still contemplating who the dopest
Work ethic like i'm trynna win a grammy
Aproaching life
Like this world can't stand me
I paint pictures with my words
So don't be surprised if this the most abstract shit you've done heard
See I'm an artist
Y'all don't know what art is
I have Any Right To
Define what my art is
See some will be agonistic
All because their characters irascible
See some consider me a rapper
Just know that I aint ya average dude
Who's content is dry and verbose
Then manages to get negative 5 fans per show
Who's level of hottness is a no
In other words I ain't ya average Joe

Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music
My shits crack that explains why the fiends abuse it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I said that got a nice ring to it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music
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I tell these niggas turn they cool down
Cause I'm way hotter than most
I calls it like I see it
I don't mean to boast
Y'all niggas non original
My tracks are unpredictable
You'll never make a track
To make the youngin wanna envy you
Some of my old homies
Yea they bitches dude
I gives a f*ck if them niggas turn to fishes food
No need to think on it
Yea I'm dissing you
It don't take Common Sense for
The People to see The Bitch In You
And I'm tired of the who hot, who not
9 times out of 10 the nigga who asking crew not
But f*ck it, My main objective is the duckets
Gotta get moms her dream crib before I kick the bucket
Time waits for no man therefore I gotta take mine
Some cats be in the limelite but never get the chance to shine
If I don't live to see tomorrow so what
At least I got the bitches going nuts

Ok Boggie bout to kill again
It's Mass Murder
They ain't heard let's fill em in
I'm bout to take em to a point you can't remember them
I send em off they so lost like Gilligan
And for the throne
I'm snatching that from under ya
It only gets colder from here so bundle up
As far as ya crew they ain't f*cking with none of us
There goes my 2 cents
Now Imma sum it up

Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
Careers End
End they can pretend
Careers come to an end
It's only so long fake thugs can pretend

I jumped over oceans
For niggas who wouldn't leap over a puddle for me
Damn I thought we were brothers homie
But all I can do is laugh at em
Continue to live my life
There's no need for throwing jabs at em
Cuz these drums hit hard enough
Like a fiend for the weed
Whenever the blunt sparking up
My music heaven sent
At times I get hesitant
Cause 95% of you niggas out here irrelevent
So don't clame to be an artist
If you only doodle in your sketch pad
I see alot of yall trynna rap now
Go focus on being nominated for best dad
Now if that hit a sensative nerve
Just know that I'm speaking truth through these scentences heard
You can try to play chicken
Don't expect me to swerve it takes
Skill how I canflip and minipulate words

Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music
My shits crack that explains why the fiends abuse it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I said that got a nice ring to it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music

I'm just trynna stay focused
Eyes on the prize
While y'all still contemplating who the dopest
Work ethic like i'm trynna win a grammy
Aproaching life
Like this world can't stand me
I paint pictures with my words
So don't be surprised if this the most abstract shit you've done heard
See I'm an artist
Y'all don't know what art is
I have Any Right To
Define what my art is
See some will be agonistic
All because their characters irascible
See some consider me a rapper
Just know that I aint ya average dude
Who's content is dry and verbose
Then manages to get negative 5 fans per show
Who's level of hottness is a no
In other words I ain't ya average Joe

Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music
My shits crack that explains why the fiends abuse it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I said that got a nice ring to it
Yeah that got a nice ring to it
I guess every super hero needs his theme music
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Writer: Travion Thomas, Michael Brown
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