| Cash out on a half a boat, then I hit the mall
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| Trap life lil' nigga, you might not live this life I’m talking bout
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| Trap life lil' nigga, you might not live this life I’m talking bout
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| The rap life and trap life, me and you can swap it out
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| Man I’m tired of selling bricks
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| Gotta hit licks
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| Can’t wait till I sign that deal
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| The trap life, I’ll give it up quick
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| Listen up, nigga speaking real shit
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| Cause it ain’t all what it seems
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| You can have it all at one time, then end up losing everything
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| And I put that shit on my mom
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| I’m a make it out of the slums
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| I’m a get in a mansion, in a penthouse, living lavish
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| We at the top floor of the condo
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| We ain’t never got to worry about the popo
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| We eating on shrimp and gumbo
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| We smoking on blunts, they jumbo
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| I got J’s at the front door
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| I serve them up with that combo
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| Got birds flying like Dumbo but I keep a 9 like Rondo
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| I locked the game, I got the code
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| Cash coming fast that pronto
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| Making plays, Tony Romo
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| Two bad bitches, they homo
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| Trap game risky but it’s so easy to flip them fishes
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| Popeyes, chicken with them biscuits
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| Fuck an iPhone, trapping off a Tracfone
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| Give the Feds, they can’t even track the phone
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| Ride through the city in a coupe
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| Overseas with Muhammad
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| Got a date with the money and the kush is my cologne
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| Sippin on lean out 2 styrofoam
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| I finesse a nigga for that cash in the red zone
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| You ain’t never ever live the trap life nigga
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| You don’t know nothing bout the rap life nigga
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| Hell nah I don’t want to it out with you
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| Cause you don’t even know what you taking bout nigga
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| I don’t know you but I know your
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| But a nigga never ever got gwap with you nigga
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| You ain’t got cash, you ain’t never ever sold drugs
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| You ain’t never chop it up with the plug
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| You ain’t never roll down 85 with a 100 birds in a Lamborghini truck
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| When I’m filthy rich that’s when I’ll give this trap shit up |