Trap Lullaby
[Hook]

His homie got shot (pow)
In a drive by
Guess that he looked
A little too fly (dang)
Listen and hear
The hood kids cry
Imma sing this one
A trap lullaby

[Verse 1]

Gangs rule these streets
Well, what does that equal
Saving Private Ryan (killers)
Then this must be a sequel
I think this is worse
This can't be justified
I don't do the same
So they can't trust if I
Really got their backs
Who wouldn't be torn
I know their pain (I've struggled)
But hate getting scorned
It's awful, it's war
Wait hold up, there's more
People turn thеir backs on them
But, there ain't no rеason for it
That could be your son, so
Why are you silent
If you don't stand against it
Then you're condoning violence
But for those that are talking
Man, you're not talking right
I said earlier these gangs
Are the ones that kill at night
Why you talk bout the other killings
'stead the ones that happen the most
You may hear more bout that way
But gangs are making more ghosts
Who do we point the finger at?
The gang leaders? Rap role models?
Whoever teachin these people tell em
There's a better rehab than popping bottles
[Hook]

His homie got shot (pow)
In a drive by
Guess that he looked
A little too fly (dang)
Listen and hear
The hood kids cry
Imma sing this one
A trap lullaby
His homie got shot (pow)
In a drive by
Guess that he looked
A little too fly (dang)
Listen and hear
The hood kids cry
Imma sing this one
A trap lullaby

[Verse 2]

If I ever make it out of the trap
Then I'm taking my homies
Never coming back
But for now it's, hustle hustle
Man I run these streets
So you know I gotta bustle
I ain't graduate school but I know one thing
I got a girl pregnant I gotta kid coming
I ain't even like her and I have a mess
Fix it like normal get a new address
But what good's a house
If you never feel at home (Aww)
What good are homies
If you always feel alone (Aww!)
My brother died last night
So it's just my cuz and me
And we almost got locked up
Cops caught us smoking weed
I got a bad feeling right now
I think I can feel a snake
Hear gunshots every night
So I'm always awake
I'm only twenty two and
I'm the oldest guy on the block
There was a guy that was 25
But last week he was shot
If I don't stay strapped
Then I'm as dead as a door knob
The correct term for them is a gang
But I think they more like a war mob
Last night I witnessed a teen kill a teen
Happy I wasn't anywhere in between
Six feet under no more half life 2
Man it's a real shame what the trap life do
[Hook]

His homie got shot (pow)
In a drive by
Guess that he looked
A little too fly (dang)
Listen and hear
The hood kids cry
Imma sing this one
A trap lullaby
His homie got shot (pow)
In a drive by
Guess that he looked
A little too fly (dang)
Listen and hear
The hood kids cry
Imma sing this one
A trap lullaby

[Outro]

Imma sing this one
A trap lullaby
Listen and hear
The hood kids cry
Imma sing this one
A trap lullaby