Dos Sinatra - Trappin' Outta Dorms

Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms Uh, uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, motherfuckers
Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms Uh, uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, motherfuckers
Look, this is one of my realest tracks ever
Pastel nigga, I was trappin' in a sweater

Call the O's or whatever, it measures
You see how I'm gettin' all this cheddar
Rain pourin' down, you huggin' my arm, brother, look, fellas
I ain't tryna front like that

A nigga been broke, try to get it, where it's at
Bachelor degree, we still payin' the bills, uh, uh
We still payin' the bills, uh
Still strugglin', boy, I'm still hustlin

Mom still cryin', little bell still buggin', man
White boy knockin' the door, he want that order
Gotta go to school, nine to five, how they got us
Stress over life, kids takin' narcotics

Sad way, niggas in my squad have a bad day
Oh, I can press you with tangents, how I pass, ay
Ay, yay, yay, yah
Uh, we trappin' out of dorms, uh

Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, motherfuckers
Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, uh
Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, motherfuckers
Uh, time is ours, drink, we playin' cards

Make it with a deal, I'll make it without the job
I'm the middleman, what you want? I get a man blueprint
Without the plan, you spit, I'm not a fan
Man, I'm focused up, tryna get my dollars up

Automatic time, for me, I couldn't picture it
Ten years from now, nigga, I still mission this
Trappin' out of, uh
Ain't nobody listen, got no bread in the bank

Keep pushin', calm on work, nigga, keep flippin
Invest your bread, have a lot of shipments
Hit crossroads, have a lot of tension
Save enough money, have your own business

Ain't nobody listen, ain't nobody listen
Get it just how you get it, man, we tryna figure it out
Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, uh
Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, motherfucker

Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, uh
Uh, okay we trappin' out of dorms, motherfucker
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Gotta survive, uh

Gotta survive
This school money ain't enough
It's not enough, man
Y'all niggas is fuckin' playin' games

The way this shit go
Is you supposed to fuckin' go to high school
Go to college
Get out of college, make 30,000

After that, they gon' take taxes
After taxes, you down to 20,000
You gotta get 10% of that for your student loans
That you been goin' to fuckin' school payin' for

Now you down to fuckin' 12,000 a year
Your rent is fuckin' 500 a month
Now you down to fuckin' 5,000 a year
You gotta eat, how you gon' get fresh

How you gon' get fresh

Written by:
Donell Moss

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