You mean to tell me, instead of doing what you gotta do

And risking your freedom and get this money

You rather sit around broke all day?

That's what you saying, ****?

And, you mean to tell me, instead of carrying a gat

To protect your motherfuckin' life, you rather let a **** kill you?

Well, let me tell you something ****, you're in the way!

Now, I know you gotta job, **** but fuck that 9-5

Shit just a waste a time, you could be out here on your grind

You should be out here in the trap 24/7 clockin

Instead of broke and in the way with no money in your pocket

You see them dope boys on the corner wearing designer

Pulling up in Audi's, how the fuck you think they got them?

You can't stay broke so you don't go no other option

To get up, grab you some work and get it poppin'

Scared money don't make none if you don't know so

It might be slow first but slow dough better than no dough

Fuck the popo, you need to worry bout these hoes bro

They out here fuckin'

But, you ain't hittin' nothin' if you're broke bro

Grab a go phone, hit the trap, find a coke flow

Keep some dope close, that's "Plan B" if the coke slow

No matter rain or slow bro, days off, that's a no no

Just keep goin' hard, stack it all, watch your dough grow

I rather trap and jeopardize my freedom

Than be out here and fucked up in the way

I see it happen everyday, I don't know a better way

And, I rather stay strapped in case I gotta push a ****'s shit back

Than to let that **** take my life away

I see it happen everyday, I don't know a better way

So, I'm out here everyday

How you from the streets and don't carry heat?

You out of pocket, they throwin' bullets, not jabs no days

Nobody boxin' and, why respect peace if you can resort to violence? Real **** rather get caught with it than without it

It don't matter if it's clean or dirty, you better cop it

And, if you ever gotta pull it out, you better pop it

You know dead men can't talk, you better rock em

The po try to blitz you, turn around and give the cop some

Everybody gotta gun, don't be the only one without one

You ain't built for the streets, that's why the fuck they made sidewalks

Try and play it cool, you'll fuck around catch a hot one

Cuz, in the hood, shoot or be shot is the only outcome

Bottom line, if you ain't gotta Gat, you in the way

Cuz, life ain't promised, you can die anyday

Especially where we live, ****' gettin' clapped everyday

So, you ain't really gotta choice but to be strapped everyday

I rather trap and jeopardize my freedom

Than be out here and fucked up in the way

I see it happen everyday, I don't know a better way

And, I rather stay strapped in case I gotta push a ****'s shit back

Than to let that **** take my life away

I see it happen everyday, I don't know a better way

So, I'm out here everyday