TakeOff

I hit the gas and I take off
Money all over my radar
She said pull up I don't far
You know you get what pay for
She Juice put your new tape on
So I played it for her
She say what the fuck is you playing for
I say girl I'm trapped in the trap
They never knew that I could rap
And this no lies straight facts
All Trap no cap
Riding round wit a sack
Gotta make my money back
Keep my mind on track
And imma keep flipping packs
Life's a gamble black jack
And imma hit for them racks

Add multiply never subtract
Kill em wit da Trap
Keep it so real
I know how broke feel
Smoking gas as I approach Ms
They doubted me
So it's fuck them
They hate me cuz I corrupt them
Real nigga speaking
Don't interrupt him
This all could come to an abrupt end
God protect my family and close friends
And make sure my enemies close to me
I keep they main bitch so close to me
She love freaking me that's that Jodeci
Give her TLC while I roll in peace
I ain't chose the streets
The streets chose me
Real Trap nigga
Long live Doe B
Slam dunking plays
Like I'm Kobe
Gary the glove
Couldn't even hold me
Juice be great that's
What they told me
They still infatuated
With the old me

I hit the gas and I take off
Money all over my radar
She said pull up I don't far
You know you get what pay for
She Juice put your new tape on
So I played it for her
She say what the fuck is you playing for
I say girl I'm trapped in the trap
They never knew that I could rap
And this no lies straight facts
All Trap no cap
Riding round wit a sack
Gotta make my money back
Keep my mind on track
And imma keep flipping packs
Life's a gamble black jack
And imma hit for them racks



Credits
Writer(s): Juice Vanzetti
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