God Said Trap (King Trappy III)

My life been on a better tip ever since I been selling that pack

I wonder how much better it would get if I cooked up crack

I could sell an O of the green in a week and a half

Imagine if that shit was white, hm, let me do the math

I'ma pull up in an Audi when I push that powder

Push the button, start it up, if po-po comes I'm outty

If a **** come up shorty on my re-up money

Murk 'em, don't you ever doubt me

All my **** rowdy, all my **** rowdy

All my **** whip that arm and hammer

All 'em armed with hammers

Fuck with me, they make you disappear

I'll ka-ka-zam ya

Cookin' for my **** in the jammer

If I hear you tellin' put some money on my ****'s books

Leave yo body smellin'

Shaq with the free throw I got the bricks

And if the judge try to bargain I plead the fifth

And if I win I ain't stoppin' DA, I'm sorry

I'm flippin' work till my Audi turn to a 'rari

If you need that coke it's right here, gimme that

If you need that dope it's right here, gimme that

If you need that weed it's right here, gimme that

That PCP, it's right here, gimme that

If you need that lean it's right here, gimme that

If you need a pound it's right here, gimme that

Your connect got a drought I'm right here, gimme that

I could buy a brick for a dollar

On God

I'm gettin' money every time I'm in this crease

My **** it's a lituation

On God

And every time I sell an OZ or a key

Gotta chopper that'll lay you down

On God

And I could show you if you **** wanna see

My **** it's a celebration

On God

Every time I beat the case and get released

Yesterday my  homie pulled up in his brand new Honda Accord

He seen a Porsche that his credit said he couldn't afford

What is a dream that you see but you ain't working toward?

Part of the speech that I gave him when I fronted him four

Kilos of the blow blow, cut it down, cook it up

Gotta make ocho, triple oh oh

Eighty racks bring it back, buy his own key

I ain't gotta sell shit

Yeah, that's the way the game goes

So that's more dough than he started with

And that's enough dough to buy him a new whip

And if he stack up, he gon' buy a new crib

Meanwhile I'm sittin' here gettin' so rich

Goddamn it, that's the shit

Goddamn it this life

I ain't gotta think twice, my ****

I'm good

And every time I drunk

I eat steak with the rice

Silver spoon for the kids

A dream wedding for the wife

The only thing that I risk

Is that shit looking like

Nino, new Jack, when they hopped out the van

With the strap, BLAP BLAP

I keep saying I'ma stop someday

Girlfriend saying I'ma get caught one day

I can't stop till I get what I want

Okay, only problem is my wants never go away

I want more cars, more clothes, more hoes

And that requires more blow

And if I stop then it's repos

Foreclose

Fuck that, I need a mill, man

So where the coke and the pills at?

If you need that coke it's right here, gimme that

If you need that dope it's right here, gimme that

If you need that weed it's right here, gimme that

That PCP, it's right here, gimme that

If you need that lean it's right here, gimme that

If you need a pound it's right here, gimme that

Your connect got a drought I'm right here, gimme that

I could buy a brick for a dollar

On God

I'm gettin' money every time I'm in this crease

My **** it's a lituation

On God

And every time I sell an OZ or a key

Gotta chopper that'll lay you down

On God

And I could show you if you **** wanna see

My **** it's a celebration

On God

Every time I beat the case and get released

Hey, yea

South side, yo

West side, yo

North side, woot

All the money comes to me when you get high

East side, yo

Three side, yo

Worldwide, woot

If you hustle on my streets, better pay tithes

Whip that, Lord

Flip that, Lord

Get back

When the re-up comes we gon' spend stacks

South side, Lord

West side, Lord

North side

When it's time to take my spot

They gon'