For the Trappers

This is for the niggas serving packs got to get to eat feeling happy counting stacks
Know them days when you dead broke can't handle that
So you gotta cop a bag and get them pockets real fat

This is for the niggas serving packs got to get to eat feeling happy counting stacks
Know them days when you dead broke can't handle that
So you gotta cop a bag and get them pockets real fat

Everything I came from ugly hard days walked around pockets empty outfit bumming
Looked around angry like I go to do something
Always smoked down nigga never was hustling

Mom didn't have a job no money coming
So I copped my first bag turn nothing into something

Eternally entitled and I'm out here
Hustling grinding taking my time with pen and pad
Getting better every time I do it make the beat go mad add another banger to list
Because I'm ringing bad like I do it with the flip work money know it adds

Don't get caught up when the day turns sad
Get it man get it man everyone says get it man

Spit it man hit it man get the beat and kill it man know I got to do it
'Cause I'm working for my people so you know that

This is for the niggas serving packs got to get to eat feeling happy counting stacks
Know them days when you dead broke can't handle that
So you gotta cop a bag and get them pockets real fat

This is for the niggas serving packs got to get to eat feeling happy counting stacks
Know them days when you dead broke can't handle that
So you gotta cop a bag and get them pockets real fat



Credits
Writer(s): T'rey Johnson
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