Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Rap, artist - Booka600. Date of issue: 07.04.2020
Song language: English
I Rap |
| Started from the trap, now I rap |
| I’ma be the same nigga, I’m grateful where I’m at |
| Trenches and the savages, they put me to the test |
| I ain’t spendin' on no chain unless the lawyers got the check |
| By hidin' four cases and the murder got elected |
| I be ridin' in the street, I left my bitch, but not my weapon |
| My pride underneath, I had to see I caught a blessing |
| Niggas die for the cause, so they miss tomorrow blessings |
| I’m just riding through the hood and I’m seein' so many |
| Dead men in my pocket, I can see the souls vanish |
| Apprehended by the cops and I can see my dope dancin' |
| I’m just talkin' to the trenches 'cause they got my soul in it |
| You can never say the fam ain’t goin' in, they prolific |
| Buy diamonds to remind me I’ma get more bigger |
| Understand it’s a grind, it’s not a race for the figures |
| Roundtable with the bosses, I told 'em we all in |
| Started from the trap, now I rap |
| I’ma be the same nigga, I’m grateful where I’m at |
| Trenches and the savages, they put me to the test |
| I ain’t spendin' on no chain unless the lawyers got the check |
| By hidin' four cases and the murder got elected |
| I be ridin' in the street, I left my bitch, but not my weapon |
| My pride underneath, I had to see I caught a blessing |
| Niggas die for the cause, so they miss tomorrow blessings |
| They ain’t see me as a star, so it make 'em all jealous |
| Always wanted me to starve, I done turned to marvelous |
| I’ma count on my dawgs just to keep the honesty |
| If you love me like you say, then don’t break the bond with me |
| When you trappin' out the vacant, just might catch a body |
| And I’m loyal to the gang, I don’t feel divided |
| When the traphouse boomin', all the hustlers ride in |
| Gotta stack it to the top, then they see you got it |
| Started from the trap, now I rap |
| I’ma be the same nigga, I’m grateful where I’m at |
| Trenches and the savages, they put me to the test |
| I ain’t spendin' on no chain unless the lawyers got the check |
| By hidin' four cases and the murder got elected |
| I be ridin' in the street, I left my bitch, but not my weapon |
| My pride underneath, I had to see I caught a blessing |
| Niggas die for the cause, so they miss tomorrow blessings |