The Trap

Yeah, ayy, look

Same clothes, one week trappin', you can ask around

Never had no bud when I was sellin' rock to half the town

Grew up in the trap, we watch olders make stacks

Why you think I'm in this trap with

This flicky on my lap? (ShadowOnDaBeat)

Secondhand smoke, I'm from a place where they bang it up

You ain't seen no junkies have a shot, then start foamin' up

Really seen it all, times I slept up on the floor

Now I make a call, send a runner if you need some more, oi

Ain't been droppin', I been makin' deals in and out the street

Cali weed, we get it by the pound and shush by the key

We don't do no snitchin', it's so common when they offer pleas

Everyone's a thug until they're locked up, sittin' in the greens

I ain't got no time to chill, I'm on my grind, I need this cash

Bitches ring my phone, I tell 'em, "

Ill, chay, you'll get blocked for that"

We the ones who get it in, the other side, they're full of rats

Think we're coppin' all these things for nothin', then you must be mad

She gettin' gassed 'cause she finally got a text back

I'm just tryna suss a crib and chop a couple tents back

I ain't doin' labels, fuck all that, nah, bitch, forget that

Father to these rappers, they be callin' me their stepdad

I'm the one who made a call to throw up a six

It's MFB until the end, they know I'm runnin' this shit

Verified up in these streets, I don't need me a tick

Even crackheads ask for pics when I step out the crib, ayy

Never rocked designer brands, I get paid to rock these threads

If this deal ain't makin' sense, then I ain't tryna sign it then

Someone tell the label it's one-fifty for the album, yeah

Just like Von, I split it with my brothers, mumzy told me share

OTF, I'm like Durk, I give my brothers game

Broski sussin' out these rappers

Told him, "Chill, don't catch a case"

You ain't had to sit up in the station 'cause you got pinched

Hopin' you get bail, but it's each way anyways

Coppers know my face and my name, they don't need to ask

Strip search whenever rippin' cars apart for firearms

Whippin' with no license, I ain't stoppin' if they spin it back

VSG, paddle shift, whippin', racin' through the map

We don't do no cap rap, we the ones who really keep it real

If you ain't made for the game, then

Grab your boots and leave the field

Everyone's a trapper now and they're all reppin' sets

Givin' verbals fine until you end up coppin' one of them

We hate feds, brokies and the opps

Fence sitters get the same, don't be chillin' with no gronks

We hate feds, brokies and the opps

Fence sitters get the same, don't be chillin' with no gronks

Same clothes, one week trappin', you can ask around

Never had no bud when I was sellin' rock to half the town

Grew up in the trap, we watch olders make stacks

Why you think I'm in this trap with this flicky on my lap?

Secondhand smoke, I'm from a place where they bang it up

You ain't seen no junkies have a shot, then start foamin' up

Really seen it all, times I slept up on the floor

Now I make a call, send a runner if you need some more

Ayy, real shit

Auss to UK, you already know what it is

64'S biggest don

Free all my MFB members

Free the 64, free the whole team

Fuck the opps, you already know who it is

The biggest don up in this scene

We out this bitch, bro

Shoutout to ShadowOnDaBeat

(ShadowOnDaBeat)