TrapCity (The Aftermath)

I ain't got no baby momma
Just know that you 4 me momma
Please don't bring up no more drama
Saint Joe
Brings out hella drama
He Fucked the sister & the momma
Crackheads leave they needles (comma)
Niggas leave they kids
With mommas

I just find new ways to come up
(Who)
Take yo shirt off
I'll request my demands
I gotta make it out this city
If make any plans
My nigga
(Who)

You niggas been given a threat
I aim @ your souls then your dead

I'm attacking you people instead
I'm done defending
Can't kill if your dead
Never scared
You prolly piss in the bed

Niggas just pick up ya legs
You beware
Of the enemies there

Remember when I was a kid
I shot my first gun
I wasn't scared

Now im a little prepared
Cause hero's are weak
& life ain't fair

I feel the darkness here

Then I look in the mirror

Seen myself
Then seen I fear love
Having a mirror

You see yo flaws
& how they treat you
Fuck these niggas

I dust these niggas
Don't love these niggas

I leave these bitches on read my nigga

Work on yourself
Don't stress my nigga
My nigga

Hit me back
I'm back
Vroom

New contacts
Intacted
Oooh

Too relaxed

Young black nigga here
Yeah we racked up in here
New venac up in here
Don't get whacked up in here
New sounds every year
Getting packs every year
Something strong
Every clear
Stop telling
Paul revere

See my soul
You cannot take it

I've been going through the matrix

See I know shit
Just don't say shit
Everybody's on that fake shit
WHO

Praise the lord
Amen

It's the BLAKK god & friends

I trap hard
With the Tripod
Treat everyday
Like the end (the end)

New beginning
New beginning

New words
More demeaning
These bad bitches
Look deceiving
These rap niggas
Think I'm easy
But I'll kill you all
If you don't believe me

20 times
You hit me momma
I just need you with me momma
I can get It sticky
69
With the blicky momma
I can cure you
From yo traumas
I can see you fertile momma
Hit the store & grab some condoms
I can't have no baby mommas
Who