Trapt
I just poured my soul inna henny bottle
I can't quit the smoke I got too many problems
I'm rolling thru the city inna Audi quattro
A cold world keep a heater in my center console
Cause these niggas they'll set you up for anything
Bitches the same rest in peace to Avery Green
Them tensions start to rise when you getting crazy creme
That'll have them haters on ya ass like ya favourite jeans
We get it out the mud then get that paper cleaned
Orchestrating schemes so we can live life the way we dreamed
Jamaican Queen inna Range she only aim to please
But my heart is too cold for me to give her what she needs
I know dealing with me it could be hard as hell
Got a harden shell from my battles in the field
I hardly feel and I can see how that interferes
With relationships in the end that's why they always fail
The inner workings of ya person make me wanna build
Wanna chill but I just got a call for 100 pills
First I bag it up then I grab the steel
I crack a fake smile and tell you that it's been real
I know the truth is hideous when its brought to the light
And like is beautiful if you package it right
Said I'm in love with this game but it come with a price
A young nigga trapt out think I'm trapt in this life
Its life
They say the truth hurts well I'm numb to the pain
Kinda fitting by the way that I run thru the cane
Ain't got time to let the bullshit sit on my brain
There's too much to attain
And I know a man's life is only valued of what his legacy leaves
I pray my seeds bear all the fruits of this family tree
My ancestors used to work and slave in the heat
So it's on me to ensure that that never repeats
My mother deceased father still in the streets
Say thru the lost and grief I'm hoping that he finds some peace
I know he hoping that I find my way up out the streets
Cause when you look in his eyes there's a reflection of me
Say do we ever become what we destined to be
Start off young and ambitious and up reckless and weak
We was young and in love had the world at our feet
Who would've thought we'd see the day when we barely would speak
I mean we might see each other in passing
Drop a like on your picture just complimenting your fashion
Say you DM me how's life what you asking
And I can't even answer cause lately I've just been absent
You know in action tryna get this paper right
And shout out to the nigga that made you his wife
Said I'm in love with this game but it come with a price
A young nigga trapt out think I'm trapt in this life
Its life
I can't quit the smoke I got too many problems
I'm rolling thru the city inna Audi quattro
A cold world keep a heater in my center console
Cause these niggas they'll set you up for anything
Bitches the same rest in peace to Avery Green
Them tensions start to rise when you getting crazy creme
That'll have them haters on ya ass like ya favourite jeans
We get it out the mud then get that paper cleaned
Orchestrating schemes so we can live life the way we dreamed
Jamaican Queen inna Range she only aim to please
But my heart is too cold for me to give her what she needs
I know dealing with me it could be hard as hell
Got a harden shell from my battles in the field
I hardly feel and I can see how that interferes
With relationships in the end that's why they always fail
The inner workings of ya person make me wanna build
Wanna chill but I just got a call for 100 pills
First I bag it up then I grab the steel
I crack a fake smile and tell you that it's been real
I know the truth is hideous when its brought to the light
And like is beautiful if you package it right
Said I'm in love with this game but it come with a price
A young nigga trapt out think I'm trapt in this life
Its life
They say the truth hurts well I'm numb to the pain
Kinda fitting by the way that I run thru the cane
Ain't got time to let the bullshit sit on my brain
There's too much to attain
And I know a man's life is only valued of what his legacy leaves
I pray my seeds bear all the fruits of this family tree
My ancestors used to work and slave in the heat
So it's on me to ensure that that never repeats
My mother deceased father still in the streets
Say thru the lost and grief I'm hoping that he finds some peace
I know he hoping that I find my way up out the streets
Cause when you look in his eyes there's a reflection of me
Say do we ever become what we destined to be
Start off young and ambitious and up reckless and weak
We was young and in love had the world at our feet
Who would've thought we'd see the day when we barely would speak
I mean we might see each other in passing
Drop a like on your picture just complimenting your fashion
Say you DM me how's life what you asking
And I can't even answer cause lately I've just been absent
You know in action tryna get this paper right
And shout out to the nigga that made you his wife
Said I'm in love with this game but it come with a price
A young nigga trapt out think I'm trapt in this life
Its life
Credits
Writer(s): Larry Baxter Iii
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