Back to the Trap (feat. Calboy)
LIVARI
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I had some people folding on me I put my money right back in the trap How could you say you in love me I know a lie and s*** really cap B***** they only want luxury F***** wit bums and that s*** really sad I know some streets cold thats a fact I know these h*** cold thats a fact I know the pain always come back Late night Im creeping Late night wit em demons Adderall no sleeping Thats a funeral each evening Hunting ops by the season And we blinded by that reason But i dont know where to go I been so low S*** Aint easy I Had to put in a lotta of my blood For this s*** I been working it over time I got some enemies Coming for me But i been from the dirt and i gotta shine I put my heart in a b**** And she dubbed me I should known better like every time I lost my bro To the sound of a gun And he told me i gotta go get whats mine Get me whats mine yea B***** played me n they lie yea Grandma sick she might die yea Give a f*** about diamonds Take ya chain your pockets Ops round we gon pop yea Pain run in these blocks yea But i dont think i could stop yea I got some enemies sitting on me and they wanna do this s*** like every time I put my heart ina b**** and they always gon play me i know this s*** every time I want some diamonds they really be shinin I know i gotta hit it like every time Like every time I had some people folding on me I put my money right back in the trap How could you say you in love me I know a lie and s*** really cap B***** they only want luxury F***** wit bums and that s*** really sad I know some streets cold thats a fact I know these h*** cold thats a fact I know the pain always come back Calboy I know some n***** that folded N***** they write and they told me that I keep the glizzy its loaded N***** wan tweak and i blow it yea Slept in the trap i found my purpose I know that all these b****** worthless B****** they love me think im perfect Hop in that foreign get to swerving (Hey hey hey hey) In the kitchen with the pot goin crazy Buncha swervos f*** you pay me Shawty up the deuce deuce like KD And that pack in the mail like DaBaby And we still got the crack like the 80s And I show no love so the b**** wont play me Gotta grip my gun so these n***** cant take me Rolling off my drugs young n**** get faded Made it off the block im chosen I was really in the field bend a block Watch I score like Derozan From the basement we aint have s*** we was living with the roaches Young boss n**** b**** im self made I aint need a bunch of coaches Talking street life we gon catch em down bad we gon leave a n**** toasted Pray to my god before i go to sleep (Go to sleep) Feeling this pain so i wrote poetry (Poetry) And i like diamonds so she notice me (So she notice me) I cant trust em they might fold on me (Fold on me) I had some people folding on me I put my money right back in the trap How could you say you in love me I know a lie and s*** really cap B***** they only want luxury F***** wit bums and that s*** really sad I know some streets cold thats a fact I know these h*** cold thats a fact I know the pain always come back
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