Trapismyname - Four Three (feat. Crispy_mh)
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These niggas is pissing me off
These bitches keep pissing me off
Gucci and Christian Dior
My sweater it's just velour
I buy what I want when I go in the store
I'm copping it all
Crispy and Groovy selling them Phones
Trapismyname and I'm in my zone
On the block I was that nigga
Bad bitches sending naked pictures
Ain't roll it can't smoke it with you
Niggas acting but they not official
Bullets hit you rip through the tissue
Play the block got to keep the pistol
Call the shots like I keep a whistle
Getting money Nigga what's the Issue
Taking off like a fucking missile
Rolex diamonds busting out the Bezel
Live my life like a damn rebel
Don't trust bitches So I won't settle
I'm geting money on a different level
Got a bad bitch dancing with the Devil
Treat them all the same cause you Not special
We treat these Rollies like we won a
Medal
Digging holes ain't got shovels
Work good then I'm charging Double
Solid nigga so I move humble
Medusa heads for the belt buckles
100 grand in the Gucci duffle
I just want the head ant time to cuddle Shooting niggas no time to scuffle
This rap shit got us out the struggle
I did this on my doley
I did this on my lonely
Being broke wasn't funny
Nigga I wasn't joking
Stressed out smoking boogies
Nothing to eat I was hungry
I copped qp and turned it into the Whole thing
I had to bus down the Rollie
I had to run from the police
I was just ducking the 43
I was just ducking the 43
Swear these niggas don't know me
Mad cos they girl wanna blow me
Green in my pockets look moldy
Green in my pockets look moldy
Kid Cudi I'm the man on the moon
Sleep in peace momma you left us Too soon
I'm losing patience it's taking me Everything Not to be rude
Soo many drugs I've consumed
Sometimes I think what it'll be like if It was me Instead of you
Gotta stay real I gotta stay true
I gotta do what a man gotta do
What is that
Don't have a clue
Just can't be stuck & confused
Can't give up I refuse
Thought I could have it all I don't Want to choose
I'm changing the contrast I'm Changing the hue
Basically what I'm saying is I'm Chaining my view
Niggas couldn't take ten steps in my Shoes
Walking around like I got nothing To lose
I pop a blue to keep me away from The blues.
Calm collected and cool
Everybody cool yea Calm Down Everybody calm down
Perk 30 yea Perk 30 yea Perk 30 yea
I did this on my doley
I did this on my lonely
Being broke wasn't funny
Nigga I wasn't joking
Stressed out smoking boogies
Nothing to eat I was hungry
I copped qp and turned it into the Whole thing
I had to bus down the Rollie
I had to run from the police
I was just ducking the 43
I was just ducking the 43
Swear these niggas don't know me
Mad cos they girl wanna blow me
Green in my pockets look moldy
Green in my pockets look moldy
My son just got booked for a Robbery
I got trappers in Germany
I had runners who used to work for Me
Crispy been scamming since Blackberry
Keep my bitch in Burberry
If ya stop hating you could actually Learn for Me
I had close friends who turned on Me
Dusty niggas wanna murder me
That's why I keep a german on me
Groovy hit em thats surgery
He's in the infirmary
White shirt turned burgundy
Now lil nigga just Rest In Peace
Written by:
Anthony Carrier, Christopher Baker
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