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letra de trap scars - trapboy freddy

[intro]
they used to tell me it was gon’
people was gon’ switch up, you know
things was gon’ change, sh-t was gon’ get different, you know
can’t be friendly with everybody
you know like these n-ggas really don’t be with you at the end of the day
sh-t, all you got is your n-ggas and your family, you know what i’m sayin’
put this rap sh-t to the side, hey, hey

[chorus]
they said it was gon’ change when a n-gga got paper
got a pool and a garage, can’t trust my neighbors
learned how to bust rocks before i learned times tables
we got the jordans only when mom was able
never had a daddy so the sh-t was kinda hard
f-ck watchin’ cars, i was ready to sell hard
i ain’t pickin’ up trash, i ain’t cuttin’ no gr-ss
i’m a young boss n-gga, i’ma go and eat regardless

[verse 1]
learned how to hustle, had ’em pull it up and park it
swear to god stunna had bought my first quarter
poppy was the n-gga told me to add water
and my stepdaddy was the first n-gga give me a quarter
flipped that sh-t to a half a brick
on my young n-gga sh-t, we just some kids
go to school fresh as h-ll, straight off trappin’
see back then, get how i ain’t start rappin’
trap roll through hundreds like a candy house
dope fiend comin’ in and out, hard to keep ’em out
go to the store, now your n-gga in the house
run with g’s couch, tryna see what it’s about
take it off the stove when it bubble up
i remember we would go and get them double ups
how you kick that sh-t ’til your wrist hurt, hey
certified trapper, do your research
take a n-gga back where it first had started
all them late nights in the apartments
bleedin’ in them black and white forces
shirt hangin’ off a n-gga’s shoulders
forty pullin’ down a n-gga’s clothes
have you ever been in the car with no money
feel like you in the pen with the walls close on
no money on the phone, can’t call no friends
but when you think about it, sh-t you really never can

[verse 2]
when they caught old boy they were closer than a b-tch
ever since then n-gga i ain’t touch sh-t
boy it been a minute since i seen me a brick
boy it been a minute, man i miss them nicks
n-ggas be callin’ for prices
same n-ggas sayin’ that they didn’t like
hey these n-ggas sweet like icees
hey these n-ggas sweet like ice cream
take a n-gga back to the blueprint
stick a mud hole in you, leave a shoeprint
hey, one on one for what? throw your crew in
down for whatever, don’t f-ck with
i was on the block where the plugs at
had that work in my n-ts-ck
tuck big bands in the book bag
turnt up now, i can’t look back

- trapboy freddy

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