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Trap Out (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again/Kevin Gates
Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden/Jasper Cortez/Mick Steinbach/Henry Bingham/Trevor Delane
Composed by：Kentrell Gaulden/Jasper Cortez/Mick Steinbach/Henry Bingham/Trevor Delane
Produced by：Juppybeats/MST/Henry8/TreFromTha8
That's that ayy ***** I'm a gangster
Ayy you gon' respect my mind what I'm tryna tell her right now
Henry
She think she finna G5 a G Tre what you cookin'?
Baby I been on this train a long time All aboard
That's another load she know I can't quit for sure
That's a half boil oh yes I'm him I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years ain't never hearin'"I told"
They was dissin' I killed fiends in all of my dope
I trap out in the slums in the cut
In the trenches for some years I grew it I trap out
I'm headin' over in route with the 'yola
Protectin' the spot with a MAC at the traphouse
I'm on the stage my money ain't made
They callin' to see 'bout wherever I'm at now
Get 'em we ship 'em wherever you at now
Ain't got this out the mud and I hate how I'm livin'
One in a million I stand in attention
Controllin' the slums and I can't get out of here
And I hate that city
Mexicanos mí guerrero mí sin nombre Cartel boss
In the cartel I'm fully committed
In violent environment rockin' designer
Thermostat got a remote for the climate
That mean I'm in control of the temperature
Sworn on an oath when I took this position
And then I'm acceptin' whatever come with it
Stressful as hell can't lie to my children
Teachin' my sons it's part of the game
"If I ever leave take care of your sisters"
I don't complain I handle the business
I made it look good while sustainin' these injuries
My heart been stained but nothin' been fixin' it
I been showin' love and it scarred me
Real street nigga can't turn my back on the trenches
Just got a text from my other lieutenant
Only excited whenever they hit me
Send me the addy and everywhere I send it
Confirmin' transmission the package delivered
Satellite phone a Mexican biller
Island surrounded by beautiful women
Prayin' to God that you was here with me
When you're not okay my spirit can feel it I feel it feel it
You my soul belongs to and I'm not ashamed to admit it
That's another load she know I can't quit for sure
That's a half boil oh yes I'm him I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years I ain't never hearin' I told
They was dissin' I killed fiends in all of my dope
Heartbroke a piece of the road I ain't **** with the hammer
I been dippin' with Bo keep that **** from Montana
Let's board the boat it's gon' hit it in H
I don't talk when it's landin' the phone got a jammer
And I'm at the spot by the stove Vaughn out of the door
I'm controllin' this ***** with no camera
5-Ton jack get the tar I'ma hit it from scratch
'Fore it go in the bag put a stamp on 'em
Unc' in the cell he took time ain't no bail
Brother stuck up in here put a cape on Kendell
We took a fifth and made five in Los Angeles house
***** I'm rappin' and trappin' in here
I'ma hit it and hit it and stack it in gear
Everything that I'm holdin' inside to the gang
On the road with the 5 we was both doin' time
Two time oldest child I'll sell you everything
That's another load she know I can't cook for sure
That's an airball oh yes I'm him I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years ain't never hearin'"I told"
Play with this and I'll kill labels callin' my phone
I can send my album out nigga I got eight sixteen what you want?
I'm servin' hella sounds I'm comin' however you want
Nigga I got hella flows nigga what's your alamo?
She ain't got no alibi now she ain't got me no more Me no more
Hello?
Ayy I just wanted to let you know I'm in route sir
I'm finna drop AI YoungBoy 3 after this I'ma get at you man
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