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Heart beatin', my mind racin' up You can hear the screams and sirens in the cut How did the trap fold up? See a copper, gotta drop him That's why I got the .9 in my pocket for Got the drop before he kickin' down the door For some Christian Dior, we was 'bout to send a hunnid packs through your neighborhood If it get trapped, I knew my baby would I never knew I would have to face the music I know they gon' bum rush us We gotta keep on movin', I got introduced to slangin' and I keep on choosin' it I see the helicopters movin' in I thought if you took a loss, you just lose to win Crawlin' on the floor, tryna get to the door Flush it down the toilet 'fore they get me with the four They did a whole sweep, couldn't even go to sleep A lot of my family members got got My uncle looked the police in his eyes and he got shot Tell me how that make you feel, fake or real? I'm about to chase a bil', fuck a mil', yeah She wanna ride my dick like a stallion She just wanna pop a X like Malcolm I got family that's addicts, I got family that's drug dealers I got family that's murderers, I got family that love niggas And family important, you just gotta embrace it Like your dope could be potent, it just depend what you make it with Letras de cancionesI was watchin' Family Guy when the police raided, hmm A trap full of juugin' ass suits, that shit was crazy, damn How I'ma have my baby? If I'm stuck in the fence at 19 with 25 in a day You only eatin' three times a day You gotta save up, put a rock on her finger, that's the only time she gon' stay I've been tryna pray to the trap god (Trap god, god), hope he listen (Yeah, yeah) I've been tryna pray to the trap god (Trap god) Hope it wasn't no witnesses From Letras Mania