Lyrics

Comin' out that muthfuckin' trenches you gotta get to it Can't be broke forever Get up off yo ass and got get to it nigga Trap Trap Trap star The pyrex is bakin' Never been no runner I'm a trap star Hustled thru them days life was to hard Had to sin for better days I neva knew God Took a gamble in that game now I got new cards Ain't the road my mama chose well I'm in too far Had to chop a brick like karate, I learnt tah move raw Da struggle kilt the soul in my body we was to poor Watch these niggas eat right beside me but yet it's who starved It get bumpy on this road Shit ain't been the same ever since I got the load Member nights when we was cold mama heated da house up wit' the stove Started water whippin' got me pitchin' like a pro Out there on that corner wit' them ounces in for low (Low, low) They told me be patient But I was broke I couldn't afford to wait, had to turn that 3.5 into 448 Started packin' shippin' and flippin' dat work across the state Back against da ropes, had to make a decision Sick of seein' my mama cryin', we was facing eviction Ain't got time to be out here cruising, no escaping this mission Hard to get sleep thru da night, when it's meals dat chu missing I was forced to take these chances, don't regret them shit at all today Made da fam' a plate it ain't no way that we gon' starve today They knock me for my hustle ima take dat fuckin charge today Cuz these da risk I had to take to make it thru them hardest day Dem late night it was me and my scale Baggin' 12/12 skinnies coke and weed in my pelle Started juggin' finessin' tryna build clientele Remember all dem long nights we I couldn't get a sell It left me devastated but I elevated neva back down Teachers use to say you won't be nothin' but a class clown They joked when I was broke, but we gon' see who get to laugh now Same bitches that curved now they on me comin' back now Ooo ooo ooo you cant get next to me I be trappin' yea you kno' that's to the death of me Now I got the sauce and they won't neva get the recipe I knew my time is comin' I could feel it like telepathy Ooo oo ooo you can't get next to me How could I lose? My heart is bruised? How could I lose? My heart is bruised How could I lose? My heart so bruised (How could I lose)
Writer(s): Devon Pinnock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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