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Entrapreneur
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Central Cee
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[Mikey Trapstar & Central Cee] Do you know what? The trap still runnin', it's never turnin' off Different product, same hustle mentality The only difference is You pay taxes on it and feds can't kick off your door (We put the trap in entrepreneur) [Central Cee] We was flyin' up O with white, we was buildin' lines, now it's clothing lines I sell tees and my darg sell T's as well, but his ain't got no design (One ) One-eighty for the tracksuit, go somewhere else if it's overpriced New generation don't know how to trap 'cause they all getting high off their own supply (Trap ) Trap house in the woods where the bando's haunted, it's supernatural, poltergeist Witnessed things that I wish that I didn't, like crackheads overdose then die Bad B's curvin' the kid back then when I weren't so lit, I was broke them times Bitch, would you ride on the back of the bus? What 'bout on the front of a stolen bike? Soho pitchin' coke to the gay men, I'll serve anyone, I got a open mind No complaints when it comes to the customer service, I pick up the phone polite See man fall in love with the white, Billie Eilish, 'cause they got ocean eyes Set up a shop, then it's open twenty-four hours, we don't have a closin' time [Central Cee] (We put the ) We put the trap in the entrepreneur All of the time that we spent in the field, woulda thought I got me a Ballon d'Or I'm stackin', not droppin' a bag in Dior (Went from a ) Went from a Toyota Yaris to Urus, I still got the same work rate as before (Work rate as before) Two years that I ain't been home, seven-hundred and thirty days on tour [Central Cee] It was Nokia ringtones, pickin' up phones No private calls, now it's microphones I think that I got bipolar disorder, the way that I'm going through highs and lows (In ) Insta' full up with IG models and back in the day, I would Skype these hoes My girl try hack my iCloud, when I log in, gotta hide my code Tryna get in through face recognition when I was asleep and my eyes were closed, huh If she ain't got nothin' to hide, might make her my wife, yeah, I might propose How many lies got told? Don't believe in the hype, it's false Bro died, he was still in his teens The chances are slim of me dyin' old I won't lie, it's me or them (Or them) Slime shit, I'ma wipe his nose Unbankin' packs and touches faeces, I was OT, you would find it gross Now it's five-star hotels, Michelin-star dinin', I might rise a toast New generation would die for clout They'll do anything for a viral post [Central Cee] (We put the ) We put the trap in the entrepreneur All of the time that we spent in the field, woulda thought I got me a Ballon d'Or I'm stackin', not droppin' a bag in Dior (Went from a ) Went from a Toyota Yaris to Urus, I still got the same work rate as before (Work rate as before) Two years that I ain't been home, seven-hundred and thirty days on tour
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