Lately all I do is trap
Late at night I lay awake
Numbers on my head but they still waiting Guess it’s lay away
No tomorrow wasn’t promised
F— it I get paid today
Do this s— the only way I know
And that’s the player way
Paper chase paper trail
New car my favorite smell
My new b#tch too bougie
She don’t wear it if ain’t Channel
Keep my eyes when I open
When I close them I keep seeing 12
When I speak street n#gg#s feel it
Like they reading Braille
Free my n#gg# out the cell
Weight it up with out the scale
I prefer to make a serve
Ain’t worried bout no album sale
Doing numbers before the streams
Pushing keys pulling strings
We go hard just so I kids don’t
Have to go through those extremes
Broken dreams pockets empty
I ain’t really friendly
Don’t approach me less you shopping
Or got sum yo lend me
I got lox and I got Benjis
Feel like puff and biggie
Ima dog off the drank
Call me spud Mackenzie
Ima menice to the public
But my mama love
I’m type to bring up money
If it’s not the subject
Not for nothing
My lil woadie them is nothing for touching
My lil n#gg# just got out
For s— I’m not discussing
Homecoming wilding like on something
How you call yo self a boss
But you don’t own nothing
How you call that sh#t the trap but you ain’t holding nothing
I hold my tongue
So I don’t have to put a hole in nothing
Speak easy these bars black n white
I get high and start snapping
Like a satellite
They got blood on the money
Like a sacrifice
If you get killed and you the one
Then you come back to life
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