Lyrics:
Trapped Inside LA
Bought a stick today
Hopped in that Bugatti then I raced
Cause I'm lit today
And I did that shit all by my loan
By my renegade
My point's the pen hits the paper
See I don't do this for you, I just get through it for me
Now everybody in my circle they got plenty to eat
Silver
to do"
They said, "Cool," and just enjoyed the view
It ain't hard cause it's miles from the sidewalk
I'm overlooking every borough in New York
and hit it that was yesterday
2 4 on my jersey bitch I’m Kobe I be getting play
Ballin on these Niggas like I’m curry look how wet she stay
They say kg you
out just to get a stack back
Double that school dance, Fresh J's, new pants
Back when "fuck bitches, get money" was the new chant
It started out
out just to get a stack back
Double that school dance, Fresh J's, new pants
Back when "fuck bitches, get money" was the new chant
It started out
you but at the same time it is you
Jus kick back let me just
Uh
Light brown, pretty toes what's your background
Foreplay, upstairs by the hallway
Long
kinda cray)
Cause we're all sedated watching time just tick away
And so passers-by may wonder why as they wander by
Try as they might, as it fades out
Pssh, man, I need a lighter, man (right here)
Yeah, what's up, Slim? (What's crackin'?)
Hit this shit (Shit, I almost hit this motherfucker today
Like the energizer bunny
You just keep going
And going
And going to work
To pay bills late and cop a new shirt
Too many days spent
Chasing the days spent
before I hit my "bitch leave" alarm for the snooze
She know I'm quick to play a dame and get rid of her, Terry Crews
Watched the news, seen another boy
the next day
That was yesterday (huh?) , my rest day
Today's a new day, try not to get arrested
Used to smoke weed, still smoke weed
Used to smoke weed,
nice to meet cha
Hate to see people steady
Askin' for week cuz I'm high
I'm Johnny Blaze blowin'
Double my strain
Cuz I gotta goin' home
Every day
liquor hit my liver
Pull the trigger with ease
Ron Paul would call me "Nigga"
I'm not hanging from trees
I'm just hanging on some
Trees, with my G's, i'm
get insane
Now the candace is trained
All that sour in the past, nigga, this a new strain
Y'all gas up niggas with some new fame
Just to spew some
today but I'm still on it like it's yesterday
Throw me the ball, this the game that I was bred to play
And pass the cooler with this stewardess named
okay though
Diamonds on my chain
I just found out where I lay
Not today, thought we'd let it spray, yeah
You can't hit it on my line
I ain't down
to layaways
Since I ain't never hit nothing like a bad fadeaway
Back to the corner, takin a bag of haze to face
Basic flow, when I tried to get my cake to grow
As we go a little somethin like this, hit it
Now let's get this party, started off the right way
Ow and ho I think the crowd might say
When we're
some blackmail, they play my music on the radio
Hit a nigga bitch on the beach by the patio
Smash myself in the head with a piano
I just acted like
see today
If distress is on the way
That means blessing on the way
I just called TuneCore today
They said cheques is on the way
I tell all my female
play pool play by the pool
Ten tan babes drool while I lay by the
Ooh man, just working on my skin tone
What the fuck you expect
From the butterscotch
Issa win
Just got a bag Issa twin
I get that check and I make it my new bae
But you know I get me a new one by Tuesday or better yet today
These
bought some new sneakers
I just hope my legacy matches
It's the year of the landshark
Dry as sand, parched, damn get these men some water
They're out there
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