C-Royy - Sealed Up

Cause I thought a nigga that couldn't Rap said sum'
Oh Okay
My Bad
You know what I'm sayin'
Ha ha
Ha hhaa ha
C-Royy
When everything was close
The Trap was still opened up
No you can’t get yo money back
Cause all the deals sealed up
All weed sealed up
All da pills sealed up
I’m in the trap and I be flowing on a pill
It’s a must, Issa
I’m back on you, fuuuck niggas
I’m back on them, druuuugs nigga
I'm handling business
I'm makin' them slammers
Play this in the club nigga
I’m dripping da sauce
And getting it started
She giving me brain til she damn near retared
Bitch I’ma Rapper don’t call me no Artist
I’m runnin' it up like it’s Gina and Martin
It’s 80 hoes in the parking Lott
I fuck the ones that don’t talk a lot
Don’t fuck with niggas that’s flexed up
I’m up now, and next up
Ima beast wit no chain on it
It’s best you stay in yo lane homie
I ain't reppin' no set but
I’m the Yung nigga da put you on gang homie
Like Im really humble as fuck but
I pop shit at the same time tho you know
I’m on the grind like I work in the streets
Ain’t got no time to be rappin' for free
I’m getting head on my way to the top
Getchu a mitten I’m making it hot
Niggas be waiting for Yungin to drop
Back in the trap and I post on the block
When everything was close
The Trap was still opened up
No you can’t get yo money back
Cause all the deals sealed up
All weed sealed up
All da pills sealed up
I’m in the trap and I be flowing on a pill
It’s a must, Issa
When everything was closed studio was opened up
Da Studio be in the trap so convenient it’s a must
I be leanin' don’t need no crutch
I’m learning who I can trust
I really don’t give a fuck
I be conquering what I touch
Royy that lil nigga be blessing the block
They know I’m hard and yo bitch I’m my cock
Niggas be itching for something to see
Hella confused who they wanting to be
Make a few bands that’s a hell of a day
Flip it to Racks that's a hella of a week
Kickin' my feet up and countin' it up
Pour me some Liquor I’m hella unique
Hit the Ball that’s first base
These niggas late need to update
I’m in the trap smoking big blunts
That's big buds nigga no shakes
If you can’t rap nigga stick to trap
I’m da lil Yung nigga make da bitches clap
Bitch I’m hella realer can’t fuck wit da cap
Send me da beat and I’m making it slap
And I ain't that nigga da fuck wit
I am Not that nigga fuck wit
Haaaaa
Get into it
Real trap shit
Real Talent
Real niggas out here grindin'
You already know what the fuck it is
Big Royy in this Bitch

Written by:
Chaurad Wilson

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