Death Trap

Streets is a death trap, money, death trap
Dope game, death trap, friends are a death trap
Death trap, death trap, death trap
Streets is a death trap, money, death trap
Dope game, death trap, friends are a death trap
Death trap, death trap, death trap

He gave the streets some mileage, straightened up, went to college
In search of knowledge, thinking he gonna find some solace
But his heart full of malice and he's hard as callous
He's trying to reform but all he know is violence
School is a good look, he's smart enough to know that
Student aid for C grades, he's dumb enough to blow that
Used to rock the dreads Rap, brought it down to Kojak
Said he couldn't find a job, willing to support Naps

Strong niggas making weak decisions
You know he robbed a bank and ended up in prison
Lord forgive him, he was on a mission
He said he had to eat, I said you got no vision
There's a million ways to get it, you all pay attention
I agree with you, I ain't trying to work for pension
So get creative nigga, wanna talk, I listen

He's about to do time, his daughter gonna miss him
He did his time and came out a Muslim
Salute him, not because he found religion
Because he is sharper, brother found his vision
Let's stick together, we don't need division

Streets is a death trap, money, death trap
Dope games, death trap, friends are a death trap
Death trap, death trap, death trap
Streets is a death trap, money, death trap
Dope games, death trap, friends are a death trap
Death trap, death trap, death trap

She gave the streets some thought 'til she saw them act a fool
They dropping bodies, fuck that, let me go to school
But with a baby on the way, she had to change her views
Student loans, they ain't enough, she gotta make some moves
And even though we're starting out, you gotta pay your dues
Just keep in mind saying excuse me, ain't gonna make them move
Making excuses ain't gonna pay for food

Gassed up, hit the street running, gotta pay for fuel
Cut off notices, bills all on the table
Comcast called her last month, couldn't pay the cable
Gotta spend it like an artist in a 360
No matter how the money come, gotta pay the label

Damn, quiet girl making loud decisions
Ruffling the wrong feathers, trying to carve out a living
She hit the pole, but the pole hit back
Miscarried on the way, her blood all over the stacks
It's a death trap, Twitter now abuzz of her mishap
Camera phone footage, you can hear them yelling, Worldstar, a lost soul gone viral
Had big dreams of living, now it's just about survival

Streets is a death trap, money, death trap
Dope game, death trap, friends are a death trap
Death trap, death trap, death trap, death trap



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Writer(s): Bikoda Grate
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