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What's it like for a trapper with a silent T That's got people waiting for more besides the scene? Gift and a curse, that's how life can be Half a brick to the left, but what's right for me? Career's building and these prices ain't getting no better Still want know better, boy ain't doing what's best I just let it blem, put it all in a press Then it's interview suppressed, they wanna know what's the latest But truth is I ain't made no music in ages Sorry fans, I been hands - on I know you're thinking "Why don't you put your mans on?" I've done tried, and he ain't got the drive So how you gonna balance? Told them I'll be alright But I lied, rap and trap, there's a thin line One hit away to be a number one star But one brick away to be a number on a card What's it like when you're out 'ere, all your niggas on the wock So much calls a day, most days I wish that it could stop 'Cause I don't know what to tell 'em when they call "How you been?" I just tell 'em that I'm cool Pree the jewels, now they're thinking that I'm clear But little do they know I'm nowhere near Didn't send a cheque, now I'm fake and I'm not real When deep down they know that I ate and I've got bills And when they read the verdict out I swear it gave me chills Letras de cancionesBeen in that position so I know just how it feels Chase that bag so I can bless 'em when they land And if you don't live it you won't ever understand Carry on that journey cah the ending should be better And he got no release date, they hit him with that letter And she ain't got no daddy for a while, cos they handled him in trial Same clothes, he ain't got shit handed in a while What's it like for a star that's content with one chick? And even though shorty wanna tell me dumb shit "You're a rapper and you're gonna fuck the groupies And all you're gonna do is try and use me" She don't know she blew it for herself Told her that she's insecure and she needs to get some help She's on the 'gram tryna get me jealous all week She don't know I don't even care and I ain't seen Busy in my bag, I ain't watching what I had I'm just watching what's next Hit my runner, he just told me what's left But the moral is just focus on a sum Stay lit and these bitches gonna come, facts I know them ex bitches prolly run, back But I don't take backsteps, I just look straight My new 5 head's screwed and she looks great What's it like losing little cuz? Man I feel like givin' up Everybody phoning me and I don't feel like pickin' up Worst ever time in my whole entire life Future so bright, think about you every night Hard to believe everything gon' be alright Stuck, no emotion, I can't even cry But God knows best, pray you watching from the sky Can't believe I wrote these lines, man I wish it was a lie From Letras Mania