TrapStar
Gang
Leave a nigga dead he snitchin'
He a busta nigga trippin'
Act up like you was lit but you ain't worth a penny
Goddamn
Let's be real rob a bank and leave my fam some dollas
Finna bang to get rich, finna cop for some bitch
Leave some ice on my wrist
Look at me i ain't gonna slip
Big problem niggas we clippin'
We ain't dippin'
Pull out the whip and we rippin
I keep it real i'm reelin'
All of these niggas they feeling
These niggas trippin
Racer wheels up in the air
Lil' penny called it fair
Named a nigga Tyrell
Who that snitch
Get his bitch and cap his ass if i feel an itch
Yeah life's a journey
No money, No honey
The coppas they boppin'
The drugs they be lendin'
The cases they pendin'
The justice is weakening
My mind's repeating it
Same shit,different story
'Fendin it
Money and Fame
Look at 'The Game'
Watch me put ya in the dirt
Leave with the gang on god we made it out first
None of these niggas stayed back
They ain't with us
Hit me on the plug at 12
Think some busta might run up on us
Get up next morning
Who he playing with he just sold out the gang then
All you gonna get is the gangbang
Some niggas really wanna chase the bag
We keep  it real we only need the bag
Trappin hard we the top flag
I know that none of these hoes finna call back
Yeah
Trapstar
We don't listen to niggas sprayin' lead talkin' mad shit about a nigga playing
Games
We don't get along with fools tryna' take our bag
Mess with the gang we built up to rags
If you found snitchin' on us then you get clapped
None of these fools finna chase us they some fags
Pulled up with some crew nigga can't back
Yeah I know you just plain wack
Big fool acted up thinking he cool but he ain't
Stick faced man tryna' play games
Said he don't like to hate
A trapstar at his Gate
Aye
What are ya saying
You too cool for the game
Man you always chasing the clout and the fame
You're Just a busta With no game
You always acting up but you’re just lame
I hate all these players
They acting up they end in jail
Stupid measures that they taking
Lacing em drugs they faking
I'm not sad no more i'm trappin'
Look at these fools they packing
I don't wanna know y'all no more
You niggas just be lacking
Remember that time I was cappin'
Niggas we learnt to forgive and forget it
Sipping that dirty sprite no we just chug it
Called out em fools they down in the mosh pit
When we came back they all turned to corpses
All dead bodies all the same they morbid
All of these niggas spittin' lies they horrid
Sometimes I wish I was rich to whip it in porsches
Niggas speaking crap They Just ‘orphans’
Racks I earn finna by me some foreigns
Some of these rappers talk shit they die from exhaustion
They die from exhaustion
I don't compare with these Niggas they fallin'
I really take precautions
I always be spitting these bars i’m in motion
Dodging these fake ass fools imma be ballin
I'm winning this fight i’mma be walking
Walking
Trapstar
We don't listen to niggas sprayin' lead talkin' mad shit about a nigga playing
Games
We don't get along with fools tryna' take our bag
Mess with the gang we built up to rags
If you found snitchin' on us then you get clapped
None of these fools finna chase us they some fags
Pulled up with some crew nigga can't back