Big Trouble - Trap Flow

Love has many signs and many faces
Sugar
And even when you're hurt
You can see the traces
I'm alive
I'm alive
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
My girl oh no
My girl
Woah Yeah

Nikes on my feet
Nicotine in my weed
The ice is in my soul
I smoke for the heat
Listen to my bros
Idea's on the beat
I've been trapping since they made me
The sores are in my feet
You ain't getting no rose
I don't take defeat
She just wanna chop my money
Think say I go gree
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Surf a wave
My bitch paid
60 thou for the range
That's some change
Kevin sent the money
Zeepay
And I drip my drip get's me laid
Surf a wave
My bitch paid
60 thou for the range
That's some change

Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Crawling through the jazz in my Mind
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Crawling through the jazz in my Mind

Talk is cheap so I bought Rode two
Brrr
Noisy neighborhood but my voice Came through
On God
Biggest troublemaker I should get That tattooed
Big Trouble
Youngest in the industry and look What I do
Spide
Smoking you can't smell it cos I got That perfume
Zaza
Would have hit your girl but she got A curfew
Say she dey like ein boy but we know That ain't true Hmm
Grinding so hard to make your life Better nephew
We'll be together very soon
Know I love you to the moon
Steady trapping like I do
And I got this shit from Deuces
Ag boys we ruthless
The whitehead sending dollars like It's useless
I spit flames it's no brainer I was Toothless
Yo yo yo
Surf a wave
My bitch paid
60 thou for the range
That's some change
Kevin sent the money
Zeepay
And I drip my drip get's me laid
Surf a wave
My bitch paid
60 thou for the range
That's some change
Kevin sent the money
Zeepay
And I drip my drip get's me laid
And I drip my drip get's me laid
And I drip my drip get's me laid
And I drip my drip get's me laid

Nikes on my feet
Nicotine in my weed
The ice is in my soul
Soul
I smoke for the heat
Heat
Listen to my bros
Bros
Idea's on the beat
I've been trapping since they made Me
The sores are in my feet
You ain't getting no rose
Rose
I don't take defeat
Defeat
She just wanna chop my money
Think say I go gree
Gree
She just wanna chop my money
Think say I go gree
She just wanna chop my money
Think say I go gree

Written by:
Ralf Jnr

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