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

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