Stalley - Trap Money текст песни

I've been laid up in this trap for days
Trying to make this money in ways
I never imagined, minimum ways
I've been getting paper since back in the days
When dirty D was on that cake
Back when...
When the nights was blue and the days was purple
Pound to hurt you, heart was broken
Stomach was empty, breaking...
While ... niggas running through the back streets like Apaches
...like a cat squeeze on the enemies
This ... call freeze, from the cops
Who's breaking in lots...
Perfect ..., perfect clock,
I'm picking time but we made it stop
Prime time, prime time,

Mama would have known what a fine time
The streets will kill me before I find mine
But I'm trying, to get rich, beyond design
So if I die, know I'll die trying
Until then, I'm fine, I'll find mine
Way back, I'm not blind
I remember the scar... of this maze

I've been laid up in this trap for days
Trying to make this money in ways
I never imagined, minimum ways
I've been getting paper since back in the days
I've been getting paper since back in the days
Back in the days
I've been getting paper since back in the days
I've been getting paper since back in the days