Trouble – Special Lyrics


Special By Trouble

You’re kinda special, I swear you’re special to me

Das on real n—- time, a young n—- appreciate everything

Mastercard I got millions in my jeans (yeah yeah)

Swea to lord I got hitters on the team (yeah yeah)

Then they gone ride if I lose like everything (yeah yeah)

I had a son I had to cut back on the drink (yeah yeah)

Girl you’re kinda special, you’re kinda special to me (yeah yeah) (yeah yeah)

You’re kinda special, you’re kinda special to me (yeah yeah) (yeah yeah)

Take care of my kids and make my music, I’m big business like I’m jewish

You cappin yo b—- choosin, I’m with Kap so I just do it

Rich kid like skooly, leave the club bust U-eys

8 sittin on that duley, shooter like call of duty

Seem like you’ll be special, take that big booty to a movie

You know my momma special, whatever she ask for no refusing

Might just cop that Tesla, no my hands I won’t be using

Everything in my hands you have, but you just try to use me

Loyalty was gettin abused and, that’s on you cause you losin

Made a move I make movies, controlling s— so I’m crusin

My son so special to me, he keep me coolin

Further from what I used to be, workin dat tooley?

Calling on me it’s in my jeans (yeah yeah)

Swea I got all hitters on the team (yeah yeah)

Then they gone ride even if I lose like everything (yeah yeah)

I had a son I had to cut back on the dreams (yeah yeah)

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Girl you’re kinda special, you’re kinda special to me (yeah yeah) (yeah yeah)

You’re kinda special, you’re kinda special to me (yeah yeah) (yeah yeah)