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Born Trappy
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Born Trappy
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Care plus or tosiena
Star dog or california
English breakfast
Or some greggs
It depends on how youre feeling
You can get a parking ticket
Or one later cos your speeding
Heroin or cocaina
Vacuum bags and ribenas
You see goons on balloons
Love ma city its the mood
But you can also die if you slip
Im tryna stay out the mix
Tryna get me double ms
An a couple cribs
Couple kids
Couple Roleys
Couple shit
Harrods park up on the yellow line
Fuck it ima pay the fine
In an out i know what i want
I aint wasting time
Showing love all the time
But im more careful then before
So now i give it out hardly
**** switching sides like the daughter of steve harvey huhhhhhhuuuuuhh ey
You hear the pain up in my voice
I did a stain aint have no choice
Huhhhhhuhhhhhhuuuuuhh
Huhhhhhuuuuuuuh
Hahuuuuuuuhhhhhuuuuhh
N all these scars staying wid me like my name was benny
So you gone see the family straight before i own a bentley
None of this promised still you see em changing over pennies
N if you starving i would give you off my plate for real
Making arrangements with the plug
I got different wheels
You aint wanna kill someone you love
Thats when shit gets real
Looking in the mirror do it by yourself cant nobody tell
I be one up all the time cos i cant fold on myself hey
Got what i deserve they aint wanna see me get it right
Take a flight had to get my mind right
Got my dick sucked up in the rain thats how i brain storm
Im the type to stay underground dont like the lime light
I put in ground work outside
I wasnt online
Waiting for my turn
Waiting for my time
When they gunna learn
Im just in my prime
Crazy wid da words
Balling on da kurb
Kurbee
I like my bitches slim
Stick petite
Clip curvy
Driver like in hamilton
See they pussy camel toe
Got people looking nervous
And i aint even bothered
They be threatened by the possibility
I been a problem
We dont dick ride or pick sides
Im staying in my lane
If it aint playing with my money
Or my body then i get on with my day
Huhhhuuuuuuh
Like I know carnivores they hang with herbalist i live this shit
They see it in they head
Virtual reality
The hood poet
Paint it out and they imagine it
Got pictures like they galleries
My trap houses on salaries
Look we pandemic proof
Panoramic roof
Looking at the sky
Getting high
I got dreams that money cant even buy
Uhhhhhhhuuuuuuuhuuuuuuuh
I got dreams that money cant even buy for real
I got dreams money cant even buy
Written by: Born Trappy