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YMF Trapalot

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Wishing on a star
That's my emotion, man
To follow where you are
Try

Wishing on a dream
I don't know what it is to the top, but
To follow what it means
Facts

I'm wishing on a star
I'm about to hop on that shit, man
About that shit
Yeah

But just listen
Facts
I'm laid back, I'm focused
Whenever she drop, I'm posted

I be to my circuit, telling myself I don't know shit
I was sitting in the house, I'm hungry
I'm hustling hard, trying to stack these bands
I'ma stop, don't wait, don't hang with no friends

Moving up days, I was out trying to get up
They went to the fall, I went to the win
While I'm at the gang, I'ma stay with their clan
Alone with my brother, this shit ain't right

Living this life, God know how to fight
When you're leaving your house, gotta keep your pipe
These niggas so shy, still take your life
Niggas so shy, still take your life

F*ck my brother, just up at the opp
We put in the park, we jump out the car
Walking nigga down in the middle of the park
The whole so fake, but the bullets so small

No f*ck with no bitch, we true like opps
I ain't running from nothing, I ain't running my mouth
I'ma sit down, I'ma do that time
I promise you die, you touch my mind

Bullets pop, like folks just lie
Come outside, we be outside
These niggas be dying, can't trust everybody
Bitches be hard, be catching them bodies

Run up, get blowed by the shotty, I be in the country, you know that I'm body
I be with stuff that ain't right for bodies
They hard for bodies
I'm walking up open that creek low

I don't speak to nobody, these niggas though
I can see me on top, my mind full of gold
I'm blessing this shit, my mama know
I'm walking up open that creek low

I don't speak to nobody, these niggas though
I can see me on top, my mind full of gold
I'm blessing this shit, my mama know
I'm missing all the dreams

Follow what it means
It's Tony, my brothers, we lock in
We get to the money, we stay on 10
I see me up, I bust that

He got off, I took that
I promise I'ma get my lit back
I ain't scaring no nigga with no big back
My shit'll be ready to slide

Yeah, yeah
He bust the Glock, be ready to die
We miss some shots, we spend back
We stepping on blocks, we took that

Don't talk about beef, I'll wait till I get him
I'ma catch that boy, I can't wait till I get him
We ridin' around the state
We creeping your city, we ridin' around with the cake

Walking the store with a Glock on my waist
Trying to get to the money, ain't got no time to waste
All the niggas be dying for me
I'ma just stay out the way

Cut you in the clay with a Glock on my waist
Riding up, I'ma shoot you in your face
Wine, milk, we gon' get to the cake
Be good to the cake, we get to the cake

I'm laid back, I'm focused
Whenever it's a drop, I'm posted
I be to myself, can't tell on myself
I don't know shit

I was sitting in the house, I'm home
I'ma hustle, I'm hard trying to stack
Man, I'ma stack it, we don't hang with no friends
Hey

I'm going hard with this shit, flying to the bank
They told me to chill, but I told them I can't
These niggas be tripping, they know that I'm gangsta
I got the heat, boy, I hope you don't faint

I get y'all chair, but now it's too late, K in the world, top G, Andrew Tate
Y'all trying to get me, but I'm blocking the gate
Two phones on me like I'm Kate
Ran 10 up in a week, but you wouldn't know the feeling

Put seven grams of weed in the blood, nigga, now I'm in the zone
I'm a sound block, nigga, and I'm just trying to go see some millions
If a nigga tried me, nigga, I'ma go where this feeling
Shout out to my cousins

Them niggas the realest
Money, the roots, all evil
Shit, I done turned to a villain
Ever seen a nigga get shot and watch his soul leave his body

And that's also niggas that really be killing, and they call it a hobby
F*ck that shit, f*ck that bitch in the lobby
I smoke like a gas and I pop me a opp
I pop in the Aussie, I'm hot like a rock

They told me to chill, but I cannot stop
Going hard, nigga
I'm hot as 100 degrees
Bartonite on the cheese

Boy, I'm counting up my greens
I'm focused
Whenever it's a drop, I'm posted
I'll be to myself, can't tell on myself

I don't know shit
I was sitting in the house, I'm hungry
I'm hustling hard, trying to stack these bands
I'ma stay out the way

Don't hang with no friends
I'm laid back
I'm focused. Whenever it's a drop, I'm posted
I'll be to myself, can't tell on myself

I don't know shit
I was sitting in the house, I'm hungry
I'm hustling hard, trying to stack these bands
I'ma stay out the way

Don't hang with no friends

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