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Said I Got In The Trap With A Quater of a Band
Juugin n finn3sin Tha plug 4 grams
I ain't never gave up It was all Part of a plan
Gettin to Tha guap Is a Struggle of man
Heard You Wanna ﹰGet ﹰHelp?
Trouble ﹰNo ﹰMan Gettin Up ﹰIn ﹰThe ﹰﹰTrap
Had To Hustle ﹰEm ﹰPacks Servin dat shelf
Out The The Project Flat Take a Lil Bit a walk
Where Market at Gave My God A Lil Talk
Now They Coppin a Pack
Only Fuck Niggas Ain't Runnin No Lap
I Was Servin That Chalk When I Had Me No Plan
On To The Cut Gotta Double Em Bands
See Me An Opp Duckin No Man
Sending Some Shots To The Top Of They Neck
Reekin ah Cop I ain't frontin no bag
We Get The Stoppin And Running From That

Till Am 30 Years I Might Stop By The Trapp
Coz Pockets Ant Swole Gotta Run That Shit Back

Stacking Dat Dough From Dat Quater Of A Pack

Got Me Up On The Road I ain't Sign a Contract
If A Fuck Nigga Fold He Shot In The Back
St8 out tha trap How Am Moving That Pack

It Was Looking Like Gold I ain't Never Had Jack
Now Am Kickin Dat Door Coz Gotta Get Back

Am an Entrapreneur How Am Finna Get cash
Serving dat Dope Am The One To Get At
These Niggas Hoes And they Runnin With That
They Get The Whinnin keep lying On That

Am On The Go Out A Private Jet
Niggas Selling They Soul Prolly Tryna Get Next

Whippin That 4 And I am Prouda Tha Cash
Now a Young Nigga Grown Got Me hittin The Dash

If You Gon Fold Now Dont Fuck With The Gang
I Be Grippin That Chrome No Internet
Bitch Sucking Dick And She In Ta That
You Was Geekin At Home I Was Serving A Pack
I Be Hardly Alone Bitch Am Having a Strap
Breakin Your Bone Like Kit Kat
Serving That Load Fuck a Kick Back
Heard A Opp Nigga Told Like a Feedback

Who Finna Cuff a Lil Bitch I was Just Runnin sum errands
To Start My Lil Biz Am In Trap With A Stick
Hopefully We Ain't even Stoppin
Tha Trap In This Bitch Ion Give a Fuck Bout
A Bitch what she Doin You Niggas Trap All Back
Start Moving I Be On Sight
Pack Moving You Get A Pack Then Ruin

These Niggas Thought This shit is a movie
We pullin up and start with the shooting
Gettin To The Guap Started THE Movement
We Are The Squad We Ain't Doin Recruiting

Unless You Be Focused Bout Gettin up to it
Hanging Shit Up Got My Pockets All Groovy
Am In Trap Tryna Get By Through It
Fuck Nigga Fold He Struck By The Uzzi
Gettin To The Doe By The Pushin
Stackin My Doe By The Load And Its Part Of The Kushin
Bitch I Got Lime And That Cookie
You Wanna Getchu That Smoke
I Provide while You Lookin
You Wanna Fly Out The Bookin
You Gotta Getchu That Dope
And Suprise a Lil Rookie
I Got The Grind Like Am Tookie
Niggas Ant Having No Hope
So I Call Em Lil Pookie



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Writer(s): Piet Ramadimetja Raphela
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