Yoink_wp - Not A Trapper

I'm not trapper
I'm just a nigga that trap
I'm Just a nigga that trap
I'm not a rapper
I'm Just a nigga that rap
I'm just a nigga that rap
Been on my grind
It's more than just moving them packs
It's more than just moving them packs
I gotta shine
It's more than just writing these raps
It's more than just writing them

From the booth to the block
Then my bitch crib
On my grind
All day
Gotta get rich
9-5 And the trap got the shyt lit
Strong arm in the bowl like it's wisquick
2 Glocks 2 beams
2 Extensions
Go yard brief case for the business
If I achieved it
That mean a nigga planned it
Roll the dice deal the cards
Bitch I'm gambit
Growing up
Got influenced by all the bandits
Load the 40
Greasy bullets
Ain't no jamming
1 Band 1 sound
With this cannon
Heavy drums
Big sticks
Let them whistles blow
Kiss a death
You and my nine under the Mistletoe
These niggas grabbing papers
I ain't talking bout no physicals
Talking to cops
Swear these pussy niggas pitiful
Loading glocks for my ops
Close caskets ain't no visuals
They never seen this side me
All they saw was poverty
Aint really know I had potential
Guess the music brought it out me
They doubted me
Now I'm in my bag
Like a poodle flying first class
Told the bitch I love her
Then I told her it wouldn't last

I'm not trapper
I'm just a nigga that trap
I'm Just a nigga that trap
I'm not a rapper
I'm Just a nigga that rap
I'm just a nigga that rap
Been on my grind
It's more than just moving them packs
It's more than just moving them packs
I gotta shine
It's more than just writing these raps
It's more than just writing them

It was the truth
At least I kept it buck with her
Felt like I was stuck with her
But we just grew apart slow
Like bar codes
My Mind hot but my heart cold
Maybe I'm just another lost soul
Just meet me at the crossroads
Tagging up
Ounce after ounce
"Gas rolled"
Smoking 8th after 8th
Whole lotta bands in that account
I'm doing more than moving out my mama place
Lotta droughts
I swear I missed a lot pape
Done saving bitches
Lit a wood and burnt my cape
Lotta droughts
I swear I missed a lot pape
Done saving bitches
Lit a wood and burnt my cape

Written by:
Tykhir Deveaux

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