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letra de trap no more - ides

intro:
told you ma i can’t trap no more
yeah
set
set

hook:
thought i told you ma
nah i can’t trap no more
my pockets on low
now my back ‘gainst the wall
so let’s load this car
shi- over the same as before
got my head on a swivel
had ’em looking out for the law
thought i told you ma
nah i can’t trap no more
my pockets on low
now my back ‘gainst the wall
so let’s load this car
shi- over the same as before
got my head on a swivel
had ’em looking out for the law

verse 1:
scale looking kinda friendly still
white girl coming with s-x appeal
got packets loaded in the back wheel
that one that shacky shot from the fiеld
in and out all these vibin’ stores
back day was fun but now this sh-t feels forcеd
never heard a grown man crying ‘coz he got withdrawals
and you can’t serve more
that sh-t burn a hole in your brain cuz
still i’d probably ship the container
if i could sell my guilt i’d be as rich as lebron james is on paper
got the hi-vis on for the drop
that’s the throw off so they think i’m a labourer
idesy, baby, shot more food than a f-cking waiter
thought i told you ma
baby girl don’t ring that phone
that’s for alcohol ones
that’s straight postal codes
what they know about stress
christmas day moved a whole d-mn grow
in a f-ckin’ hatchback
that day i drove as slow as your granddad
hook:
thought i told you ma
nah i can’t trap no more
my pockets on low
now my back ‘gainst the wall
so let’s load this car
shi- over the same as before
got my head on a swivel
had ’em looking out for the law
thought i told you ma
nah i can’t trap no more
my pockets on low
now my back ‘gainst the wall
so let’s load this car
shi- over the same as before
got my head on a swivel
had ’em looking out for the law

verse 2:
in a taxi my duffel flooded with 50 stacky’s
and i’m positive this uber driver more than a cabby
so next red-light hop out, my bro i’m doin’ dashy
if these bundles get seized that sh-t gon’ be f-ckin’ tragic
that guy there he move like a copper
he 12, proper
try box me up like i’m conor
for the late night ones i sponsor
rockstar man my city for of vices
see lad with they arm and go bang up
not talking boo-moo, i’m talking boo-mah
elastic band to get pull-up
yeah, yeah
pull-up, pull-up on me
what they know about old-school test
and burning dingas on the stove with cutlery
got a jank inhaling them fumes
them thoughts bother me
‘coz they don’t leave
still see them in my sleep
hook:
thought i told you ma
nah i can’t trap no more
my pockets on low
now my back ‘gainst the wall
so let’s load this car
shi- over the same as before
got my head on a swivel
had ’em looking out for the law
thought i told you ma
nah i can’t trap no more
my pockets on low
now my back ‘gainst the wall
so let’s load this car
shi- over the same as before
got my head on a swivel
had ’em looking out for the law

- ides

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