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I was out trapping for days
I was just tryna get paid 
Like I had nowhere to stay
You ask if I’m hungry I ate

Tryna keep food on my plate
I only go home to bathe 
Been on the road for three days
Chicken and fries with the lays
Ice tea lemonade 
Count chicken chic fil a 
Met a Lil bitch round the way 
And she let me trap out her place 

I was out trapping for days
I was just tryna get paid 
Like I had nowhere to stay
You ask if I’m hungry I ate

I was at Fort Lauderdale
Struggle and stress on my brain
Trying so hard to maintain
Me and terror in the paint
We came from the bottom
We had to go get it
Black Monte Carlo 
Black Honda Civic 
Ran a few tickets 
Got a few dollars 
Nothing impressive
But stay on our pivot

Might stop at coco’s
Or we might do the office
We used to be up in strip clubs
Not much in our pockets
But we hustle regardless
Now nothing can stop us
Only god himself 
So I know we going prosper 

Gotta stack this loaf
Lay low lay low
Why you hate me now I’m up
But loved me more when I was broke

Kinda ironic 
Why you be watching my pockets
Had a few bitches 
Who gave us a cottage
And let us put dents on her mileage 


Same clothes for 2 days
No haircuts no waves
Dirty ass timbo’s
Just tryna pave the way
Tryna vaca where you stay
Just tryna score on a play
Tryna put food on my plate
You asked if I’m hungry I ate


I was out trapping for days
I was just tryna get paid 
Like I had nowhere to stay
You ask if I’m hungry I ate

Tryna keep food on my plate
I only go home to bathe 
Been on the road for three days
Chicken and fries with the lays
Ice tea lemonade 
Count chicken chic fil a 
Met a Lil bitch round the way 
And she let me trap out her place 

I was out trapping for days
I was just tryna get paid 
Like I had nowhere to stay
You ask if I’m hungry I ate


Got me a job
It was minimum wage 
I was upset 
It was minimum pay 
Had to go pick my face up 
Had to go get my cake up 
On the block with day ones
Had to go and make some paper
Told the boss see you later
I never came back
And I never looked back 
I just cooked me some crack 
And hit the block
Run it like I’m running track 
But don’t got no ASICS
I can teach you bout the basics 
Remember when big Matt ran it up and
Bought himself a X6
Bought his girlfriend a X5
Man that n**** wasn’t selfish 
But he locked down now prolly doing life
Hope the lord help him
Big E had the white X6 but the feds made him shelf it 
Man they ran down in the alley
Aunt betty felt it
Locked down Lil Justin too 
Thank god that a n**** ain’t tell shit
‘Cause you can’t do nothing that scandalous
Like tell police where the hammers is
Or tell police what you handling 
Cuz you don’t want them at ya grandma crib

I was out trapping for days
I was just tryna get paid 
Like I had nowhere to stay
You ask if I’m hungry I ate

Tryna keep food on my plate
I only go home to bathe 
Been on the road for three days
Chicken and fries with the lays
Ice tea lemonade 
Count chicken chic fil a 
Met a Lil bitch round the way 
And she let me trap out her place 

I was out trapping for days
I was just tryna get paid 
Like I had nowhere to stay
You ask if I’m hungry I ate

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