Yeah
No cap rap
Mannnn
It's ya boy Clouds
My life is like a movie, I ain't gon lie
Someone get Scorsese on the phone
I don't need nothing at all except my gun and my scale
A couple bad bitches and some drugs I can sell
I'll never fall off, I get them packs in the mail
Yeah, trappin ain't dead
I don't need nothing at all except my gun and my scale
A couple bad bitches and some drugs I can sell
I'll never fall off, I get them packs in the mail
Yeah, trappin ain't dead
I re-up on the first, then sell out by the third
We used to get it by the zip but now we cop birds
I'm the man in my city, man f*ck what you heard
I got some killas on deck, just gotta give 'em the word
They'll pull up where you at and send some shots where you stay
Don't give a f*ck who they hit, y'all better stay out the way
I know my haters are mad they see me run up a check
I keep one foot on the gas, the other foot on they neck
I get it out of the mud, I'm posted up at the trap
Yeah, 7 days a week, everyday that bitch slap
I do this shit for real, I really live what I rap
Ask about me I ain't got no reason to cap
I don't need nothing at all except my gun and my scale
A couple bad bitches and some drugs I can sell
I'll never fall off, I get them packs in the mail
Yeah, trappin ain't dead
I don't need nothing at all except my gun and my scale
A couple bad bitches and some drugs I can sell
I'll never fall off, I get them packs in the mail
Yeah, trappin ain't dead
All I need is my glock and a couple of clips
A house up on the hill and a couple of whips
Soon as I get the pack, I break them keys down to zips
I don't trust too many people, they too loose with they lips
If I ever get caught, I'll be doing some time
I was built for this shit so you know I don't mind
If I gotta sit down I know I'll be straight
That's just part of the game and that's the chances we take
I ain't ever gonna stop until I'm rich or I'm dead
I know that shit sound crazy but I said what I said
I'll never fall off, bitch I ball like Kawhi
Just ask about me, I ain't got no reason to lie
I don't need nothing at all except my gun and my scale
A couple bad bitches and some drugs I can sell
I'll never fall off, I get them packs in the mail
Yeah, trappin ain't dead
I don't need nothing at all except my gun and my scale
A couple bad bitches and some drugs I can sell
I'll never fall off, I get them packs in the mail
Yeah, trappin ain't dead