I hit the trap
Started off wid a Q
All them girls used to diss
Now they cat cause I grew
For them pink notes
I'll leave you red like loubs
Anytime I hit a lick
I spilt it all with
The crew

Trap luv I luv what I done
I copped a black blade cah fisting up was Getting long
I lost it before I used it that some true shit
Nosey muthafuckas had my mood r but their Useless
Jugging making money I don't want it to fold
Pagan yatties on my phone I put em on hold
Got my old ting telling me that I'm looking Grown
But I ain't got no facial hair so it must be my Dough
Niggas try move funny when you start saying No
So if we ain't talking muni we can't talk on the Phone
I move certi with my bros I'll never lodge them For hoes
I remember dem days my figures were low
Stressed out no psz Fam I was broke
Pissed off cah injuries ak I couldn't blow
Then my jigga told me to start shotting some Cr0
Then I picked up copped a blower then I went Ghost
Rule numb1 go hard or go home
Cold nights in the rain I was out here alone
Lost a couple homies yh the bridge got burnt
They started moving funny when the tables turnt
Lesson learnt
Don't trust a fake nigga I just chase figures
Aim of the game is to get richer
So I'm out here daily
Tryna double up this muni everyday g
More time I show love to reduce the hate
They say I'm anti social but them niggas r Fake
No new niggas on my table so there's more on The plate

I only fuk with real bruddas
Different blood, different mothers
Touch one were guaranteed to buss guns
Can't blame me I'm from the rough slums
Wen that phone vibrates
I tell my yungen go buss one
If Feds come just cheeks that
Dem man der ain't seen racks
The plugs on my case telling me about them green packs
I told him I'm buddy rn I don't need that
Gimme less than a week I'll hit you on the re Fam