Getrich - Trapstar Rapstar

I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
She said who do think you are
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
She said who do think you are
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
I can’t stay on 1 level like a bungalow
They tried to knock me down and still I rise maya angelou
I spent a thousand nights lonley after roll check
I spent my freedom in the trap tryna chase cheque
Call me Michelangelo I’ll paint you a picture
Coke in a blender Benz in the mixture
Young days I used to get my food from a yard man
Watching fiends smoke crack from a coke can
Ask my dad he was pissed I never went home
Stopping in a fiends gaff building up my trap phone
Nearly got bagged a couple times it was too close
I got tired of seeing dope fiends overdose
Until my dawg introduced me to that petrol smell
Now I’m dealing with a different kind of clientele
50 racks in between my exes mattress
Fast forward I was on that blue mattress
I had to look in the mirror and ask myself
Like who do you wanna be
Who are you
What kind of legacy do you wanna leave on this earth
Do you wanna be mediocre
Do you wanna be remembered as average
Or do you want to be great
You know what I chose
I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
She said who do think you are
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
She said who do think you are
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
I was sleeping at her majesty’s
They never checked for me
So I don’t check for them unless they got check for me
But I don’t penny them I get it in respectfully
In the pen I sold spice like Dunn’s river
In my cell sipping hooch like I don’t rate my liver
Writing lyrics on a A4 piece of paper
I was probably writing potent bars
Till the screws walked in talking bolts and bars
Night time I was chilling with my tech out
FaceTime a bad bitch And tell her get your tits out
Anything I want shorty do for me
I touched road and I banged her on the balcony
Pretty pussy skin soft like cashmere
She kept me warm through the winter like a moncler
But since then I’ve moved on she’s like last year
Now I’m flicking through these notes like a cashier
I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
She said who do think you are
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
I’m taking out my time
To give you piece of my mind
She said who do think you are
Baby I’m a Trapstar
Soon be a Rapstar
Soon be a Rapstar

Written by:
Gift Chuene

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