hatty the hoodlum - trap by my lonely (remix) lyrics
i used to trap by my lonely
i used to trap with my homies aye
i used to sip on the codeine
and use it to seal when i roll weed aye
i used to trap by my lonely
i used to trap with my homies aye
doublewide days with the whoadies
we just kept poin we just kept smokin aye
i flex every day of the week
yo b-tch love the j’s on my feet
and she love the taste of the weed
if i want her promise she stayin with me
i used to trap by my lonely
too much attention from police
my name in the system they want me
back in the cell but thats one place that i won’t be
now i just hustle these verses
if you want features then you must purchase
bring the toe tag and cash to me in person
these beats were murdered put em in the furnace
i used to trap out that trailer
hiding a stash of that paper
totin the weapon no tazer
poin the purple i love the flavor
now ive got too much at risk
i worked my whole life for this
these ain’t just words lil b-tch
this just the way that i lived
i done rose up from the trench
i done po’d up with the drip
i done got caught with a zip
that year on papers was really a trip
i learned my lesson but i keep smokin know i be stressin aye
my squads been tested through the worst and some people left us aye
the people who stayed hoodlum reppin gone be with me when i get wealthy aye
i got these hands f-ck a weapon i will roll up if you disrespecting aye
i used to trap by my lonely
i used to trap with my homies aye
i used to sip on the codeine
and use it to seal when i roll weed aye
i used to trap by my lonely
i used to trap with my homies aye
doublewide days with the whoadies
we just kept poin we just kept smokin aye
i dont f-ck with opps hoodlum squad all i need
i dont trust a thot they tryna smoke all of my weed
i dont f-ck with the cops they tryna stop my dream
i dont wanna talk rather show you who i be
young white boy from them funk city ‘jects
she dont f-ck with me she just want my checks
but i dont f-ck with her i just want the neck
she dont get sh-t but my kids on her chest
hoodlum what i rep
south side im from the tex
free s p mex
and im finally out of debt
all the birds in the city finally comin out they nest
big homie paid respect and im feelin truly blessed
h-lla sprite 2 soundin like a greatest hits
i got off the papers and i ain’t been sober since
i been makin moves you ain’t been makin sh-t
back in the day i would make my franklins flip
but now i gotta move a lil different
still getting all of these people addicted aye
but no longer with prescriptions
now its with the bars that i be spittin aye
now that im gettin attention
its seems the vibe of b-tches has shifted aye
i stay in the clouds yeah im lifted
promethazine prince is still sippin aye
they say violence ain’t the answer
if you ask me weakness is cancer aye
i drive on yo block with the hammer
i hit them folks but im not a dancer aye
won’t f-ck yo b-tch i got standards
but they be missin when im off them xannies aye
dont disrespect me wheres your manners
dont make me risk time in the slammer aye
i used to trap by my lonely
i used to trap with my homies aye
i used to sip on the codeine
and use it to seal when i roll weed aye
i used to trap by my lonely
i used to trap with my homies aye
doublewide days with the whoadies
we just kept poin we just kept smokin aye
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