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the backdoors they building for themselves is the way out to confused to see the ""Trap"" is actually what it is.... a ""TRAP"" We Made It Here By Faith!

man, it has been a very long week
She said
"Why you gotta take your anger out on me?"
My bad bitch
She's some reason for you too obese
It's your bad if I

caught
By the six two Cs
Aw shit Aint no telling if he made it alive
Give me what I want
Nobody hurt
Put them in the dirt
Made a move that they didn't like

stop
Rapping never paid the bills but still somehow i can stop
Never crossed my mind of selling out
But now they give me props
Feel like going all

in usual, I put the "I" in Unique
Okay, my time isn't cheap
No I don't need your critique
They try to count me out, but I ain't count on no one but me

don’t fold
Not sick but i’m cold now
I jus did a line of the white
Yo bitch in my sights
Guap gettin spent by the stack
Cause our money right
Always

I’ll do it one more time for the dream
I found myself out of step with my own reflection, confused
So deceptive to see that eye that’s in front of your

kill but I'll murder your ink
Kid used to slang crack now Cain chop trap; rolled-up in skinny jeans and
Loud packs of persuasion to feel good successful

Look down on me I'm offended
My rims ain't rented
Look at my wrist, it's authentic
My gene is branded with Denim
In love with my demon
Found out I danced

see me just the
Way I was before I walked away

Mud on your dress
Blood stains on the knees of my pants
And we went in search of the moon
'cause you

pass out
This shit was passed down
My uncles in Indy would tell me stories
‘bout taking them trips to Cali 
cnd gambling with Michael Jordan
My pops 
c

can't tell me what I'm going to do
I'll do whatever I want to do
Want to be starting something
Pull that glove out like MJ then OJ you
Watch you want

for no blue or green
Remember days when we was coolin', it was you and me
Me and you would vibe out, then something changed in you to me
Im from

I don't believe in having homeys, everyone is phony
I don't get close, not even women get to know me
Only my son in no one I trust
Because I

'cause you love to look in my eyes when you lie
If you don't lie that way, then, you feel like you ain't do it right
You tell me I should go fuck with

on with this rifle by your door
Gone act a ass just smash the gas soon as i get back to the road
An on my good day rob his ass gone make me mad he say he

My lyric is the button to switch beat
Let me show an example
Trap to boom bap I was inspired by 7 Minute Drill
No need peace
Let's compete
It's a part

the help of two unsuspecting male strangers
I cast my spell, I weave my web, I turn my head, slowly
To see if he's even watching me
And in the midst

Commonly worn torn by the image that has rested on me
Yeah I was tested to be an unordinary mc c see
G your bass box is booming homie its all coz of me

Dis

struggled
But it made me strong enough to hustle through
I remember back when I was just a substitute
Now I'm out of their league who they playing with
They

know what to choose
Let me tell you my truth
I chose God and other choices fell in place
But when I choose something else
It works out a different way

on the parkway? Tell me why do we park on the driveway
Why is it that when I'm in a hurry, there's always something on my way
I really wonder what she thinks of me

you always bring me back
It's just another day

They say our Demons are so fine when they come in disguise 
Coz every day I have to fight
But you a dog

Play Your Cards

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics [Clean]

2007

walked it out the bank
And now my lady happy ?cause we ain't gotta starve
Haters mad at me ?cause I'm on my Joc

I congratulate you, somebody?s gotta do it