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  1. Trapped Muzik

From the recording Trapped Muzik

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Lyrics


Verse 1:
Late nights turn to crazy writes
My pencil pay the price
You niggas pay the piper
95er with a golden mic
Watch em roll the dice
Gamble life
Tryna scramble by
My dawgs off the leash we in these streets it might get real tonight
It’s Friday everybody lined up at the liquor store
I need a pint of Hennessy to last me thru the weekend tho
They passed the weed i took a hit i never been this high before
Knowing damn well I’m not a smoker tryin not to choke
Trapped inside a rap life
Feel like it’s a fast life
Money hoes cars and clothes we need it just to past time
I need a certain image just so they think that i rap nice
My thoughts are not my own they advice turned to a bad vice
Fuck it tho
We gon’ serve em product if they want the smoke
Pops said get this money
What else do we do it for?
Tease the fiends
Give em just a piece
Then we dish out mo
Let’s go
Time to hit the road 
All my niggas saying...

Bridge:
We gon run it quick straight off the rip
Tryna make a couple hits and put that Rollie on our wrist
Yurrrr
Treat the rap game like its a lick
Move a verse like it’s a brick
Same team i never switch
Yurrrr
I swear I’m really feeling like the man tho
Working all night the studio inside the bando
My ppl slangin pills writing raps to make a mill
On the real man This is how we feel
All we really want is...

2xChorus: Money, hoes, cars and clothes that’s how all my niggas roll
Blowing dro, 24s, that’s how all my niggas roll

Verse 2:
I thought about trappin for something to rap bout
Hit my nigga for a pack and chill in a trap house
We been Trapped inside a cycle
Sip lean til we pass out
Lost in the maze of plight tryna find us a way out
Man life is just a hamster wheel
Worried bout my brand appeal
Always on the go
Like you’ll never catch me standing still
I guess I’m no different from niggas that in the trap
We both trapped inside a hustle
My hustle is just the rap
These lines kinda like dope
My ppl listen to cope
I’ll take you high with a quote
From the ethers I give you hope
My uncle bagging the butta
Base heads hitting his phone
In between the takes of us rappin these verses to put us on
But the plot thickens
Success it is not instant
Whether it’s rap or the trap it’s both a complex system
Bars in the county or in ya song it’s the same prison
If you can’t figure out what you feel is yo real i intention
But still we sayin...

Bridge:
We gon run it quick straight off the rip
Tryna make a couple hits and put that Rollie on our wrist
Yurrrr
Treat the rap game like its a lick
Move a verse like it’s a brick
Same team i never switch
Yurrrr
I swear I’m really feeling like the man tho
Working all night the studio inside the bando
My ppl slangin pills writing raps to make a mill
On the real man This is how we feel
All we really want is...

2xChorus: Money, hoes, cars and clothes that’s how all my niggas roll
Blowing dro, 24s, that’s how all my niggas roll