Yeah

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Trap

Yuh, yuh, yuh

I guess it all goes wrong, at the right time (At the right time)

I had to stay up like the sun when it's night time (When it's night time)

Now I can't get up, with the stars like the night sky (Like the night sky)

You know I'm a shootin' star, with this Glock 9 (Rah, rah, rah)

Them crackers, tappin' on my phone like a hotline (Like a hotline)

I can't be reppin' on no post I be offline (I be offline)

You communicate in code when it's war time (When it's war time)

Went into interrogation, told that's a war crime (That's a war crime)

Fuck around, go fan like everybody else (Like everybody else)

Fuck around, be dead like everybody else (Like everybody else)

I ain't knowin' how they playin', every man for theyselves (Every man for theyselves)

I'm tryna live, little crackers wanna see me dead or in jail (See me dead or in jail)

When I walk up in the party, keep yo' hands to yourself (Keep yo' hands to yourself)

All these bitches on me, they can't keep they hands to theyselves (Keep they hands to theyselves)

Ain't no pistol on me, but I keep my mans to the left (Keep my mans to the left)

Keep them killers 'round me if they think might playin' with Lil Dell (Rah, rah, rah)

We gon' tote with 'em what he thinkin' in his head? (In his head)

Now his feelin' gone, know it's finna hit the fan

Now he feelin' dead, feelin' lesser than a man (Than a man)

The crazy part about that shit, you never know which one it is (Yeah)

And he taught me, you was never 'posed to put yo' trust in them (Yeah)

Made a promise to myself to never fall in love again (Yeah)

Just being honest with myself, I'll prolly fall in love again

Too many problems 'round me, I'on really think I need no friends

'Cause I can't go out like everybody else

Fuck around, get choked like everybody else

Fuck around, get caught like everybody else

Fuck around, get crossed like everybody else (Yeah)

Fuck around, go fan like everybody else

Fuck around, be dead like everybody else

I ain't knowin' how they playin', every man for theyselves (Every man for theyselves)

I'm tryna live, little crackers wanna see me dead or in jail (See me dead or in jail)