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Trapboy Freddy
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They used to tell me it was gon' People was gon' switch up, you know Things was gon' change, shit was gon' get different, you know Can't be friendly with everybody You know like these niggas really don't be with you at the end of the day Shit, all you got is your niggas and your family, you know what I'm sayin' Put this rap shit to the side, hey, hey They said it was gon' change when a nigga got paper Got a pool in the 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 shit was kinda hard f*ck watchin' Cars, I was ready to sell hard I ain't pickin' up trash, I ain't cuttin' no grass I'm a young boss nigga, I'ma go and eat regardless Learned how to hustle, had 'em pull it up and park it Swear to god Stunna had bought my first quarter Poppy was the nigga told me to add water And my stepdaddy was the first nigga give me a quarter Flipped that shit to a half a brick On my young nigga shit, we just some kids Go to school fresh as hell, straight off trappin' See back then, get high and start rappin' Trap rollin hard like the candy house Dope fiend comin' in and out, hard to keep 'em out Go to the store, now your nigga in the house Runin through ya 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 Hey, you cook that shit 'til your wrist hurt, hey Certified trapper, do your research Take a nigga back where it first had started All them late nights in the apartments Bleedin' down the block in white Forces Shirt hangin' off a nigga's shoulders Forty pullin' down a nigga'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, shit you really never can They said it was gon' change when a nigga got paper Got a pool in the 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 shit was kinda hard f*ck watchin' Cars, I was ready to sell hard I ain't pickin' up trash, I ain't cuttin' no grass I'm a young boss nigga, I'ma go and eat regardless When they caught old boy they were closer than a bitch Ever since then nigga I ain't touch shit Boy it been a minute since I seen me a brick Boy it been a minute, man I miss them nicks Niggas be callin' for prices Same niggas sayin' that they didn't like me Hey these niggas sweet like Icees Hey these niggas sweet like ice cream Take a nigga 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 nutsack Tuck big bands in the book bag Turnt up now, I can't look back They said it was gon' change when a nigga got paper Got a pool in the 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 shit was kinda hard f*ck watchin' Cars, I was ready to sell hard I ain't pickin' up trash, I ain't cuttin' no grass I'm a young boss nigga, I'ma go and eat regardless
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