Trap Stories Lyrics by Bankroll Freddie
Trappin out my momma house
I had to pay the bill
Coming home and the lights off
You don’t know how that feel
No food up in the freezer
So ramen noodle was the meal
I had to get it how I live
So it is what it is
No man up in the crib
Ay I’m the man of the house
Couldn’t let my family starve
So I had to figure it out
Hundred dollar gotta ounce
From the time that me and Trill hit the streets
I Swear to God we gave them bitches hell
.8 for the 5
I was shortenin’ n***** grams
175 make that off 28 grams
Trap going ham
Down to two zip like everyday
Seen my first 1k
I knew that I could make a way
Took the plug the whole rack
Said what I could get for this
Shoulda seen a n**** face
When he had gave me a whole brick
16 zips I’m talkin 4 48 grams
Bust it down in .8
But my travel going ham
Damn
N**** I remember my first pound n****
It was ‘09
I was 15
Man we was going through it
Momma gambling
Daddy wasn’t around
My sister had just got the kid took by DHS
Man so at 15 I had to make something shake
N**** I had to be a man
No more little boy shit
You either struggle or hussle
And go get it
N**** I went and got it
17 grown man
Couldn’t nobody tell me shit
I had really leveled up
I was getting 50 bricks
50 bows of that reggie
Boy your trap wasn’t doing this
Had the whole city sowed up
My whole team lit
Front my whole gang pounds
Told my n***** get it up
Lost so much money
Tryna get my n**** money up
But I ain’t give a fuck
I was tryna put my n***** on
Really ran It up
When they introduced me to that strong
34 a buck I was getting bussed up
But shit I ain’t give a fuck
Because I had the best stuff
275 a zip and I was making 44
Made a rack off every bow
And ran up a hundred more
Shit so crazy man I had 120 bands put up
I thought I was rich
I aint see the big picture man
When plug bring me 200 pounds a month
I aint give a fuck long as Migo was coming through I was straight
Only if I knew what I woulda knew now
You know what im saying
I woulda been a millionaire
Shit crazy
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