Trap Tales

Whip game strong, kitchen smellin' like a potion,

Pyrex dreams, got the block in slow motion.

Stacks on the counter, dirty money devotion,

Fiends at the door, got ‘em swimmin’ in the ocean.

Trap phone buzzin', money callin', gotta get it,

Bag full of weight, yeah, the hustle never quit it.

Chain on my neck, cold shine, it’s frigid,

Life in the trap, man, the game’s unforgiving.

Night shift grind, streetlights my horizon,

Rollie on my wrist, time I’m never compromisin’.

Bread gettin' baked while the feds still pryin',

Snakes in the grass, but my blade stay slicin’.

Stack it up tall, skyscraper ambition,

Flip after flip, yeah, I’m on a new mission.

Every move calculated, no superstition,

Game so sharp, cut deep like incision.

Money counter hummin', lullaby for the streets,

Enemies watchin', but my grind never sleeps.

Scarred hands tell stories of my feats,

Hustle in my veins, every bar a heartbeat.

Trap phone buzzin', money callin', gotta get it,

Bag full of weight, yeah, the hustle never quit it.

Chain on my neck, cold shine, it’s frigid,

Life in the trap, man, the game’s unforgiving.