niggas movin weight

pushin for that paper

gotta stay safe

got it on my waist

demons that I face

that I can't escape

put em in a grave

bodies on the Drac

grew up round them hitters

run up get hit up

shit just part of the system

lost my dawg now Im bitter

now I'm bitter

got my heart cold as the winter

cold as the winter

cuz I'm trappin

really out here trappin

really bout that action

grew up round them savages

yeah I'm trappin

really out here trappin

my dawgs just some ashes

grew up round them

grew up round them savages

grew up round them killers

that'll rob you for a bag

ain't have no father figure

raised by the trappers and the scammers

in the bando

momma still prayin for her damn soul

and I still trap for a Lambo

cuz that's all I know

and all I know is sinning

God don't like ugly

so I'll never be forgiven

hope my dawg still love me

all the times I didn't visit

in the grave

or in prison

and my soul

and my soul feels so empty

really trappin

really out here trappin

grew up round them savages

grew up round them savages