Intro: This the type of shit you pray about... when ya dreams made of gold.. it ain’t just for you it’s who you stay round.... but your decisions they can take you down a road,, you think you hot but it can/ make you so cold.. I know about it cuz I been there before.. Verse: All the shit I did, I don’t see no need to talk about it do it on the beat but there’s some shit you don’t need to know about it had to shovel shit hell naw can’t be no hoe about it I can’t leave the game cuz I just can’t take my soul up out it take it with me every where I go, what you know about it ecstasy the weed and the snow, and I carried mo know I’m more than just an average joe, I’m an animal fruity niggas ain’t prepared for smoke buss you cantaloupe baby music while I bag the dope right after thousand fo crazy foolish but at it I’m a pro, trap like dominoes daily moving the traffic out the do, yeah they gotta know Make me do it you know I gotta blow, now your are the foe, show me who to trust- I don’t fuss I’m in a rush, treat my life as such I’m only stopping for lunch, appetite for destruction eat this whole album up to bring the real niggas up and make all the cowards duck, I seen it all go wrong bout a bitch and a buck, I think the clout is the drama they addicted to the stuff, I held it down all my life chose the game over rights, a certain freedom come with when you down to pay the price, and I ain’t playing with it, say you put your dreams to rest, well you can lay with em, cuz I accepted the test use your brain nigga, cuz you can make it a mess I seen some strange figures, and they see straight through ya chest... Hook: I’d be lying if I said I waited patient for my time, I spent all my time dedicated to the grind, better ride with me if you say that you gon ride, don’t give me the extra shit just say what’s on ya mind, Verse2: Nobody give a fuck about money unless they have none watched a bitch go give up her last to go get her ass done, got that from a nigga in fact and that nigga just got hit, spent a check on a bitch and the nigga fell for the lick, baby mama got a crib she gotta fend for the kids, no money left behind cuz her baby daddy a trick, funny thing is the first chick making more money than she was before she got her new ass and fixed her stomach, even when I was down to my last I been a hunnid hell nah I never been to ya trap cuz mine was jumping hell yeah I had to flip a few packs to get the budget gotta learn the game and squeeze through the cracks to get above it, shout out to my niggas who stayed w the motivation been a long road think it got harder bc I made it see it basically just made me a target for incarceration it don’t matter growing up I was brought up round all the hating... Hook Verse3: hold up I’ll come right back again to ruffle feathers when I die I know I’ll be hard pressed to make it to heaven I ain’t tripping cuz I seen all the stress while I was living they can’t show me shit that I ain’t expected from the beginning from the rise to the fall watch me rise above it all had to keep the plan inside way from the flies on the wall get to talking in the bathroom niggas hiding in the stalls I can’t slip in front nobody cuz they tryna knock me off so I’m sorry for your loss, my family never had shit everybody wanna be the first to bring them racks in make me think that shit is just precursor for the back spin fuck a second wind ya first wind might be ya last wind for real bring ya inhaler this yo last day ta beat em you in my way I’m tryna carpe the diems twelve watching know they on they way I feel em one more flip then I can leave it it’s my last day trapping...

Up & Down Verse: I just wanna execute my visions and my dreams keep a bag here, bag there, bussin out the seams feel like last year ain’t have it clear shit wasn’t how it seemed wake up in a random hotel drunk then I get to bagging up that cream Can’t get that fast enough, kidnapping bagging up Irene just tryna stack it up, big mackin, add the extra cheese go on bitch back it up, quit cappin- pass that ass to me Toss the bag in the passenger seat leaned back where I happen to be way back then the strap had a beam now my aim up I got it clean riding round with the shit on my knee no idea what’s finna happen to me giving up seem like cancer to me slowing down ain’t the answer for me see my time ain’t a tangible fee still feel like it’s taken from me Bridge: My phone line wrapped around the block they say they want it gotta get it right now that’s why I’m steady building up around the clock because I don’t want this shit to break down Hook: I been up, I broke it down, till sun up, enough bread to go around, I cut up, told my bitch to buss it down, we one up (Let it Breathe) Verse2: It ain’t over come again bitch run it back, I just been quiet- think it’s over bet a hundred racks, drinking ain’t like me, now I pour up to feel unattached, I sit back nightly wit my doja tho I’m pumping gas, I been alright but I just know I need to up my status, know I done had it, I been so manic not really depressed but more so pressed bc I miss my daddy I’m lighting candles I got fire enough for all of us must be in denial cuz I still try to hit ya phone number I can’t distress-I must attest, I’m feeling cold hunger, everywhere I step I got a weapon can’t let go the struggle I be expecting when I learned my lesson nigga we were younger, putting paws on niggas like Clemson but double.. Bridge: I’m going round and round in circles always felt like I was worthless til I came up with a hustle and that bitch just started working can’t nobody close the curtains seen this coming from the dirt know I can feel some kinda purpose even though this shit might hurt and I can make it work for certain... Hook

Bad Apple Verse: I choose to work with you I ain’t finna plot against you natural born leader you can usually catch me front and center I’m tryna be at all the talks for the plans forward and anybody trained against us I won’t stand for it realize niggas ain’t gon’ share my mindset critical of my vision but still you just a prospect never seen the money felt the power but you want respect coming with that bullshit and quick to put it on my desk I know the presence of a nigga like me make you threatened, cuz you know I got your ID but I ain’t stressing, besides the hating shit that I see I’d give you a blessing cuz the vision I see we gon’ need to stick together, you don’t agree, it’s whatever you can say you made of Stone and still turn out to be a pebble, measure weight by ya character you fold you an amateur two things you can’t fake are your soul and your caliber think this shit a game but they separate you not gon’ fake em the same way that when you’re troubled that you start the pacing, telltale signs written all between the lines wearing out the cap when you be feeding IG the lies It gotta be pride we plan it, you post it approach you with the work and online you gon’ show it and it’s only that way, because you already told it ain’t shit sacred to you but you call yourself a soldier.... Bridge: When we were talking bout the money man we/ put all that shit on a code niggas was saying they were hungry and was crying that the shit was getting old a bad apple spoil the bunch but if I saw the muhfucka, who was wrong? the shiny shit ain’t worth much but these muhfuckas down to trade they soul.. Hook: They send em way up (send em way up) Send em way up (send em way up) Verse2: I choose to rock with ya don’t make me regret it too many people stuck on defeat like it’s a fetish too many niggas stuck in the street looking for letters bout as often as you see that a chef looking for pepper really been hot stepping since mama was using thigh master living fast ain’t really give a damn if I died faster I wasn’t banging I was thuggin, without a caption beatings and robberies commenced, a lot of static the same eyes that seen that looking at you now lucky we even let you in here should’ve pat you down now it’s seeming like you took it for granted look of panic in ya face you want a favor just handed I ain’t/ tryna be romantic I don’t do favors for anybody many just manipulate shame by acting melancholy with they hand out, fake beef niggas fan out come/ back to square one- and realize the nigga xan-ed out I wrote the plan out, tried to put you in simple nigga once again fucking up the win now I expanded on what I began, and I’ll be damned if I let a false nigga in to play pretend the line between us really paper thin but what I know creates a distance similar to long distance friends, I disappear like I’m smoke blowing in the wind never think about it again, like a dying trend...

Drown Verse: Coming up I used to look up to my uncle, cuz I ain’t really have no role models when I was younger, pops ain’t really talk but my unc he was drunk had to drink away the pain so he talked to us blunt he told me bout the world and he told me like he knew it I could see it through his eyes when he illustrate it to me he told me bout the shit I’d be caught up with in the future if I followed on my path it’d lead me to an institution.. Verse1.5: He told me it be ok, it’s your life live it your way, this drink will be your drink, I’m like nigga you don’t know me, cot damn was I wrong and it kill me from the inside, and if he was alive right here right now I’ll admit it, nah nigga we ain’t different, take my drink you can hit it and it wasn’t even drinking that killed him not even the military but a fucking car clipped him, thinking back to when I last seen him on the sofa, pops lost his leg and we thought he would lose both of em both us was drunk, drinks on the table, tears in his eyes he ain’t seen me since a teenager last time he visited, I was in a prison and I missed him, he told me that he felt like he predicted it.. Hook: I been walking round, weighted down like Im’a drown yeah, I can say it feel like I put on a thousand pounds yeah but I can’t wait around, in this bottle ima drown yeah, flowing through my system are the ones not with me now yeah.. (Repeat 1x) Verse2: Coming up I used to look up to my uncle, sometimes we’d be eye level cuz sometimes he would stumble, static w my pops but I still ain’t never judge him he’d be lit talking his shit he was a wild mothafucka, I let him smoke my weed and he’d pretend like he can handle it, tried to be civilian but he just couldn’t channel it, wake up in the morning with a new set of damages you drink the shit away I can admit it has advantages, yeah.. Verse2.5: but it gets dark, gotta hit park, but you ain’t guaranteed a minute when the shit starts, it could take a word, it could take a push shit could take a turn, I read it like a book cuz of uncle yeah I had a lot of practice ready for the static nigga we can broadcast it I got used to all the demons in my attic, spent so many nights with em I don’t even panic, it seems my mind always tryna run at least a mile a minute nah nigga I ain’t simping, this a complex system when you losing muhfuckers and you miss em, looking at they picture in a world that don’t remember, the ones who know about em like they tryna forget em and you tryna keep em living while you dying in your center.. Hook

Buss Bridge: I’m the type of trapper who be in n out the club, got a mole in there told him bring me out the funds, my shawty met me up there in that thing she know I love she proceed to buss it down the music bumping out the trunk Hook: that’s it shake it, shake it, shake it, that’s it twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, that’s it buss it, buss it, buss, that’s it Verse: Make it stand tall like a bar stool nigga stay sharp like harpoon nigga get drunk on champagne, tap out the type of shit y’all do, don’t stop shaking that ass make me feel like a pontoon in a monsoon, got a nigga feeling like a shark too, way he swim around in that deep blue, she my lil soldier no p2, hit the line once shawty be through bet I make the ass hit the wave like sea doo and I’m finna splash in the waves like seafood we in the back- she getting it, the music blasting isn’t it, nigga getting that ratchet fitness, like I ain’t got cash to be getting.. Verse2: See through skirt with with the lingerie and she got the heels she my own lil dancer, she can do work in a lot of ways make a nigga feel like I found my answer, heater in her purse like Remi all I gotta say for real she a down lil gangsta, see me getting worked in the alley when she pop on the scene then she just might flame ya, ride for a nigga no brainer roll back the seat cuz I know she faded, I need weed like food if my weed is a steak then I’m smoking on angus Kobe/ wagy(u) (ooh), baby hot like wasabi, wrap her up like tamale, dancing like she at follys, the other night I had a lotion bottle sitting on her ass no cap cuz her ass just fat like that she back back better hold on dribble honey on her like a snow cone outside make the whole club seem foreclosed drop it like a cell phone break the shit hell no way she put it back got me on her like Velcro ass motivate make a nigga wanna sell more all up in the street like Elmo... (Bridge) Bridge 2: Then she told me in my ear that baby we can be the club, she grabbed me by the hand and started giving me the love, I told her let’s go to the spot but she ain’t even budge she said don’t you even worry about it you finna see what’s up... (Hook)

Daffodil Hook: Pretty in yellow she my daffodil, but she ain’t soft she ain’t a flower, fucking with her is a package deal, run you off if you allow her, she run you off you cannot catch her still, cuz she ain’t fucking with no cowards, she don’t like me to call her daffodil, so she just baby when I call her.. Verse: I ain’t find her on no instagram, but I caught her taking flicks like she wanna show somebody show me baby cuz I been a fan, my eyes and hands wanna travel all ya curves as a hobby got me feeling like lieutenant dan, stuck in my seat I want a dance but I know she ain’t a stripper I got liquor on my breath, feeling like I need to tip her, she want it I deliver she take everything I send her.. Bridge: She said you ain’t never seen nothing like me, I gotta at least try to keep her round me, admit I got a thang for this pretty brown thing, did I find her or tell me did she find me I call her my lil daffodil.. (Hook) Bridge2: I see you putting up ya walls, I’ll be right here when you call, know it’s something you never saw, if I’m balling you gon’ ball... Verse2: She say these niggas David Capperfield, casting illusions then they disappear so dating she don’t do it loneliness that there a nasty pill, but she ain’t blue she know a real one soon as he walk in the room then she said I know you trapping still, but I ain’t waiting on no nigga I deserve the fucking time, now she running through my mind I step up can’t have her crying, another you I’ll never find, have my whole mind in a bind.. (Bridge) (Hook)

Idontwannatrapnomo Bridge: If things don’t go to plan ima trap it out, shit I might be trapping now I ain’t bragging bout it, wish I could give it all up and put the trapping down, I got addicted to the life I ain’t mad about it, I fell in love with it like it got a drug in it maybe cuz it does I bag it up and then I run with it, started learning how to turn this shit legit and I admit Im feeling something saying I can get it quick... Verse: Hard as I try I just can’t get it off of my back the result is that I got attached I lost the passion I have for just living obsessed w the cash out that i could’ve had I’d rather chase after that, walk out your party go straight to the bag, I tell you I’m finna hit up the club Ima be in the lot trapping smoking on gas, (drunker than a lil bit) walk by and you get a whif nigga tryna pitch when you tell me what you want I’ll be back in a jif and I ain’t got nothing on me but I will have it sent lil nigga don’t you watch me, a nigga tap you on ya shoulder whatcha need, a nigga rapping we gon focus on the beat, his niggas with him we gon drop an EP... (Bridge) Hook: I don’t wanna trap no mo, but I love it, I don’t really wanna bring it back no mo but niggas still hitting my phone for the hustle, I don’t even know how to react no mo, I’m rolling off the cuff cuz it’s always something, I don’t even really wanna trap no mo Yeah.. Verse2: You ever had a nigga ask you for ya whole trap, I sold a nigga my trap and it came back, looking at my old trap like an 8 track, like nigga what I’m supposed to do with this take that, I say I’m done then bitch I’m through with it I’m stating facts, I tell a joke it’s still real with no game attached, I’m a upfront nigga but I play the back really think they hate the fact I’m quiet but I’m making tracks I’m laid back with a sack tryna make it crack, riding solo cuz my passenger lay in my lap, I’m on the late cap thuggin like I can’t rap, I’m trapping to my own music tryna make the dash, I peep that niggas plot on how you play ya hand, a nigga get me ain’t nobody who can save the man, and really there ain’t nothing to it they just play the fan, getting closer tryna tell these niggas they ya fam.. (Bridge) (Hook)

On Repeat Verse1: My heart like the motor of a Porsche Instead of motor oil my motor flowing sauce You heard me talk about my pain and the loss, The fight with liquor guns cocaine and the law Partition up, ain’t no looking back burnt bridges are my specialty just need a match then I learned which ones to burn started leaving tracks ain’t concerned with the burns I don’t feel a scratch on the way up said fuck the way down cross me going up bitch you bold as fuck give a fuck you could’ve crossed me on the playground bitch you press ya luck watch me x em up I move how I want to move back it up what you ought to do I been out here tryna keep my focus the reason that my opus is the dopest in my blood and its smoking I’m where I’m at, they on the fence niggas all be fifty percent soft and sweet, cinnamon grits wanna link, send me a check... Hook: Watch the ones you cross Cuz you might see them faces on the way down Remember those you lost think it can’t happen to you til it play out always know the cost bills due before you even catch the payout be careful how you floss cuz niggas get ya food like take out.. Bridge: History steady on repeat seen the shit coming fore it happens in the street niggas always cappin on the beat I got six senses I ain’t bragging in the least. Verse2: If you ever tried to rob me and you ain’t seen me since the robbery know I ain’t taking no apologies I’m coming silent killer like monoxide huff it what can I say when I go to see the reaper as a teen selling opium and ether that there ain’t no cop so I can’t go and catch amnesia I can’t think about no afterlife I’ll see it when I see it I’m just living in the moment just tryna manage one blessing at a time hope I never catch corona and hope that everyone who caught it can survive... (Hook)

Dice Intro: Even tho I stay high, keep the business on the low, I can feel the eyes on me everywhere I go, hot like I’m on fire I come by you see the smoke, quick to roll the dice I’m with it any way it go.. Bridge: See the life that I live man the shit dangerous, think you know the deal but the shit changes, gotta see the game from like six angles try to operate with three can’t nobody save you, you can walk around feeling like you bossed up, don’t know the real cost and get tossed up, pay the price in the end nigga sho nuff, you can have the cards and still niggas call bluff, Hook: That’s why I got a mindset like O Dog, wanna change up like Kane did, the dice just gonna roll on, cuz never does the game end, been riding for so long, been driving round the same bend, the dice just gonna roll on, cuz never does the game end.. Hook2: I done been wall to wall, school truancies I was shooting C’s, roll the dice it ain’t new to me I make plenty moves by two or three, young and dumb yeah I used to be you was laying up I was shooting threes, all the clout it ain’t moving me, you let it dictate who you should be... Bridge: When it comes to my decisions I always knew the deal, but I’ll admit that it don’t feel like it used to feel... Verse: I done rode for niggas, saved they life and they don’t remember, to this day I don’t talk to em but if I did they’d say I owe them plenty I say that to say I don’t roll with many, say they down but they open ended, backstabbing niggas stole from me what they could’ve asked for I don’t respect em, correct a nigga like spell check you think Im’a fail that’s a stale bet, seen the vision long time ago assembled all the pieces cuz I’m hell bent, heaven sent you might as well accept it, sway the course I ain’t interested, police culture I maneuver through it I see every body is a damn detective... (Hook) Verse2: Hell yeah I done crapped out crept with the straps out looking for the jackpot look at where we at now one foot in the trap bullshit attached sick of looking back make a nigga wanna lash out cross a nigga there ain’t shit to hash out, nothing to be mad bout cuz we on the cash route looking at the tracks been to hell and back tryna beat the clock til my time lapse.. I ain’t seen the time today, been rolling on the dice all night, been learned how to hide in plain sight though what you think you seeing ain’t right, I ain’t come here to play, fuck I look like, bitch I ain’t the bug a boo type, lose focus and I’m gonna lose sight not about it then you not my type, you ain’t rolling the dice you gotta step back, not opposed to righting a minor set back, play with mine my heart it go jet black, took many L’s before and I can accept that, study long study wrong yeah I felt that, a couple of them I know no one can expect that, bullshit yeah everybody fed that.. (Hook) (Bridge)

Elsewhere Verse1: Everybody wanna be the new this, everybody wanna be the new was, eating by myself at the Ruth Chris, when a nigga could’ve been boo’d up, could’ve thought about myself when I got money, but a nigga like me show the crew love, I consider it a blessing that I been a hundred, but that ain’t stopping me from feeling I ain’t do enough, tomahawk steak on my plate, even tho I feel I could’ve made it better, if you ain’t got the cake niggas skate, my niggas stood through the weather, if you can’t appreciate where we came from talking bout the money we ain’t making none together, you say you down gotta take the proper measures, you want it all without putting in the effort.. Bridge: You niggas gotta go elsewhere, get out my way for real, a nigga got space to fill like I’m doing a puzzle, incomplete mission can’t shake the feel, pay attention answers all in my grill, people dead yet they talk to me still, can’t pretend like I ain’t pop me a seal, drug abuse addiction had me in hell, and still I knew I’d never fail.. Hook: Survive at any means, tryna get elsewhere, Liars and the thieves, take that shit elsewhere, I and my team, United like healthcare, we tryna get here, we might end up elsewhere.. Hook2: Got the money over here, now we gotta go elsewhere, handle business over there, but I gotta be elsewhere, thought I saw where I need to be, but I just couldn’t get there, there were times where I had no place to go, but I had to be elsewhere.. Verse2: I just breeze through the drama, like I can see through the problems, a year ago it was me in the street with the piece I was re’ing up the product, and I was clean cut about it, my mind was elsewhere doesn’t seem like I found it, life is a beach, when you eating best believe the seagulls will find ya, Im’a be on deck in a sec, with it in a minute, you know my cash app get it sent or get bent,, that mean business has ended, and tell me where the cap intersect with respect, When the shit start mixing? Im’a get the last laugh when you catch the effects, and your vision is twisted, man I told you you need to go elsewhere.. Bridge: get out my way for real, a nigga got space to fill like I’m doing a puzzle, incomplete mission ain’t finna bail, hating greedy niggas stay on my trail, pay attention who be hitting my cell, go to voicemail hell might as well, I don’t play no games I ain’t mattell, Always got some shit for sale.. (Hooks 1 & 2)

Disclose the Finances Intro: Whoa, you got the time, disclose the finances, I got the game… Verse: I can look you in your eyes and tell you bluffing all them pretty words and they ain’t adding up to nothing all that pretty work I wasn’t bagging up to front it all the calls were getting thirsty fuck it better have my money black book up in my mind with the names dates and fines meet you where you got it same place and time walk up out the sesspit grease sweat and grime, at least a thousand times like I keep pressing rewind onwards to my digits it’s early I can’t dismiss it on my paper like I’m tryna make it through Princeton try to make a living my 09 agenda fresh out of prison with old time offenders got my knowledge from killers robbers and five percenters forward 2016 trapping inside of sprinters I be on the go I won’t make it in time for dinner I got cheddar on my mind with a fire side of spinach stomach on rumble my mind on tumble wanna see the opps crumble nigga fuck being humble I got shot what a bummer, and ain’t slipped a day since stopping home invasions cuz my heart ain’t for play bitch... Hook: Whoa.... already know, you got the time, you got the dough, disclose the finances, then hit my phone, I got the game, it’s to be sold.. Verse2: I can come up off a vision and a fifty pack silent voice in my mind saying get it back I’m on it like a greyhound when it hit the track gutter rat tryna play like an aristocrat give me what’s mine, show me my bundles don’t get beside yourself don’t need nothing else from you got these niggas disgruntled, don’t you bro me or nothing we get too cool it’s gonna tear the whole business asunder learn most my lessons firsthand and lived to tell about it the bullshit feel like deja vu and got a smell around it I catch a whif i tell you now ima forever doubt it I keep the pistol so no one can’t even tell I got it but still put a knife on ya like the kitchen counter my draw so quick I’ll shake the utensils out ya revert back when I was down bad living on couches I hate to say I found a savior in them lil pouches had to get up, I was sad as a fuck bummy clothes, no plan, out of touch couldn’t tell me shit- my brain was out to lunch counting up feeling like I won’t amount to much... (Hook)

Next Bridge: Can’t get me with the small talk, I done heard it already, ain’t no new kind of customer, I done served em all ready, ain’t no tit for tat, ima show you I’m petty, ain’t no looking back, ima show you I’m ready... Hook: Ain’t get it on the first attempt, we ain’t worried bout that what you finna do next, say this whole shit been a test, and you ain’t done yet what you finna do next, say it’s bigger than what you can press, but you gotta move that what you finna do next say it’s all falling on ya neck, and you can’t hold it steady what you finna do next.. Verse: First Im’a hit my partners, some way form or fashion they got me, Im’a make a plan off the top and it might be illegal it depends on what’s popping, even tho a nigga got a wife and she down for what ever I don’t wanna invole her, know that she gon’ pull up with the chopper but this ain’t that kind of issue I prefer to keep it calmer, so I’m weighing out my options like a big dog, we ain’t starting no shit no kick doors, when we get the money we gon’ make it get more, we repeat and lock it down like gitmo, when it’s said and done I just wanna be able to look back and say we made a mountain out a fistful, and when the bread is won where we gonna be at getting booked after playing when we bout to get residuals, think about it I don’t even need the visuals, keep it tight and get it right or else we finna lose, ain’t no jealousy no tryna wear a nigga shoes, he wanna be the next nigga cut the nigga loose, he wanna beef about it then we gotta hit the fool, we need to be on one accord cuz this is critical, need to talk then you gotta keep it physical, and all the bullshit around you on the minimal... Verse2: Pat finna handle all the marketing, Doc finna handle all the targeting, Im’a be the one to do the sharpening make sure the product up to par before we harvest it, Mal finna help on all parts and my nigga B finna oversee all of the drops, it’s up to all us to keep our hands in the dark so nobody peep the movements til we wanna start that’s why SBG gon’ be peeping out the opps I can play chess, we gon’ get the fuck up one way that’s a safe bet shit that we agree upon can’t nobody shake that what they concentrated on watch how we break that yeah we know the word watch yo’u spin it like Sajak, seen my life going down the drain like Ajax only thing clean was the work in the safe wrap made it out so now there ain’t no work where we play at (Slow it down) put in work to that 101 let’s get it, (hold it down) I was looking hurt nothing but a gun and some chicken, (going down) nigga took the pain he just tightened up and got busy ( I know it now) I knew it could be worse I know it wasn’t for fun… (Hook)

Outro (Last Day Trappin) Verse: You getting older slow it up cuz you got kids now and you ain’t gotta sell no drugs to make yo ends now you look around and see your friends list is thin now your friends turn to family quick but are they still down fifty percent of your attention is watching your back and that shit turn to a hundred cuz of drama that happened you think you trapping then you realize you caught in the trap and then you stuck because right now there ain’t no going back the bills coming in fast gotta cover ya tracks you might not see it but to this day I come with the strap the plug wanna link up but I don’t wanna chill cuz he just want me up under him- that’s how I feel honored the deal even though niggas had it for cheaper but through that loyalty them niggas won’t see you as equal they want you under they thumb playing sucka for crumbs nah I ain’t tryna hang out muh fucka I’m numb you hanging out getting fucked up for free you a bum and that’s because the chances are that you generate none eating up ya profit thinking ya day finna come, and when it come bitch don’t you run I looked my destiny in the face and realized that shit wasn’t mine unless I took it niggas usually take that minimum wage when they been living crooked I said nah, seen the end of my days when other niggas couldn’t that shit got me through I found another way and started pushing got my money where they wasn’t looking still that shit was broad day stacking it out the way I’m calm and cool listening to sade said that it’s my last day Trappin and I marked the date told that to my partner he responds to me like nah it ain’t tryna switch it up but I can’t concentrate what good are your pieces if you just seem to orchestrate I broke down in pieces wasn’t no doctors there to operate got my mind together yeah some kinda way... Hook: Told you it’s my Last Day Trappin I been pessimistic when I make the change I know I’m guna miss it my clients they don’t want that shit to happen they know I’m tryna get it need that money and they know so they gon hit me this supposed to be my Last Day Trappin my mind was like a triple beam had to get rid of it for some bigger things had to take the money out the mattress had to keep the heater cuz I know it’s still colder than the freezer Verse2: Me and my Lady we were in a wreck we totaled the car we walked away from that whole scene without not cuts or no scars nah I can’t lie she was having headaches and I fucked up my arm but we felt so blessed with the minor damage we just walked the shit off, I just combined that with the pain I felt for pops being gone remember having the door kicked in on us they brought in the dogs and they ain’t have nothing to do with that it’s only my fault even though nobody went to jail, when they looked the package was gone he held me down and ain’t say shit even tho he knew I was wrong that’s how we held each other up because he knew I was strong shout to my brother had me covered cuz them days got long and it don’t matter bro ain’t shit gon break our bond didn’t I tell you this my last day Trappin last day bagging told the plug I left town homie can’t imagine cuz that shit been my life since I was eating canned salmon with the rice and beans I’ll show you what I mean make me go back to the basics it give me the connotation take me right back to the days where I destroyed my mama plates with all the breaking down and scraping that I did from day to day I had to wash em twice to make sure they was safe fast forward to my Last Day Trappin.... (Hook) Bridge: Here I go, it’s my Last Day Trappin I know it’s time to change the system I realized I ain’t gotta be the bad one they always gonna paint the image.. Verse3: the way I see it I done spared a few niggas that I should’ve done in think about it every day so what’s the point to forgive I just get out and show no mercy thinking never again gotta play it to win know who is and who say they ya friend it seem too crazy out here now because it pays to pretend and they be faking all the way up til a case show it’s head like when you talk about me out here bitch just say that I’m dead but doing that will probably make a nigga famous instead so it’s my Last Day Trappin... (Outro)