Trappintori - Blessings (feat. Nolimit Draco & HBK Tadoe)

Bitch i'm spettin' in the game, steppin' on you niggas necks
All I count, is fuckin' checks, and bitch Im flexin' no my ex
I just popped a fuckin' pill, and i'm gon' be rollin' in a second
2k19 is my year, bitch don't sleep, just get the message
All my niggas really reckeless, tell the opps I got my weapon'
Caught him lackin' at the door, started running he felt helpless
22 bitch, that's the gang, and that's it, just know they steppin'
BMB, They be my brothers, we gon' spoke em like we session'
I said, lil baby can you throw it or just back it up
And they just ask me, if i like it, then start acting up
Cause Imma independent youngin’, so i stack it up
And when they ask you for a feature, just start taxing bruh
Cause they can't get into yo brain, just start moving gradually
And i need racks on racks on racks, so best believe a taxing fee
But They ask me if i’m really trappin’ yes, I do this actually
Niggas do not scare the gang, we holdin’ pipes so casually
I’m proud to say my niggas made it, and i say it honestly
My pops just told me that im next up, and i am a prodigy
These niggas saying they gon’ kill me, on my life they comedy
And if you want up in my clique, then best believe a policy
And If I blow the pipe then best believe, that draco gon refill the clip
Like sinuses you niggas always running, we gon bust yo lip
No viruses, but off the rip, i bust the chrome, and bust the chip
Like righteousness, my niggas gon get busy, break yo bone and hip
Dracos, and two Glocks I was totin’ them right thirteen
My block you can’t come here you get shot at killed right at fourteen
Don’t believe in friends, NBG the gang, I swear to god they my family
Did it on my own I ain’t need no help, and no nigga say they carry me
Don’t come around me, you ain’t never round me, and no nigga you ain’t wit me
Beef wit a nigga, now your nigga dead, and his family cryin’ it’s a tragedy
It was was never normal, now we all straight, we was in the hood anomalies
Fuck 12, I was only nine in them hand cuffs they was teasin’
I don’t need no ass, I don’t need no boobs, I just need a girl with personality
This is real life, you live or die ain’t such thing as livin’ happily
We was all Ballin’ NBA dreams of living some damn lavishly
He was in my arms, he was right there, yeah I saw him die by the balcony
I know what he did, ain’t no coming back, I swear to god ain’t no apology
Where I’m from you can never live, I swear to god it’s so violently
I don’t do hatin’, I don’t do no beefin’, I swear to god I wanna see you eat
The hate you give, it’s a thug life, I go through whatever ain’t no breakin’ me
We was all thuggin’, we ain’t know no better, we was on the block wit them shooting spees
We was down bad, I ain’t have no money, we was in a place you can never see
I was selling crack, get the heroine, I was getting money just so that we could eat
Now I’m sixteen, I got bigger dreams, spending money wit my whole family

Written by:
Heritier George, Tori Cooper

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