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lil mexico – trap life lyrics

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[intro]
hundred bands for a kilo, n-gg-
yung lan on the track
ain’t no cap

[chorus]
stuck in the streets, find a way and make it happen
really came up on the block, i was in the hood trappin’, ain’t no cappin’
got some money, now they say a n-gg- active, started stackin’
i remember i was broke and they was laughin’, they was laughin’
i was servin’, makin’ money for the rent
really came up out that gutter, i ain’t never had sh-t
i was watching mama struggle so i started selling nicks
started stacking up the profit and i flipped it to a brick

[verse 1]
made a name in the streets, feel like money making mitch
gotta watch who i be serving ’cause these n-gg-s like to snitch
remember back when i was hurting, now i’m balling like a b-tch
same ones used to curve me, they be all up on my d-ck
i’m a trapstar, baby, makin’ big sh-t happen
and i know these n-gg-s hatin’ ’cause i’m livin’ what they rappin’
all this money i been makin’, went and blew that sh-t on fashion
worked too hard for you to take it, try and rob, my pistol clappin’, yeah

[chorus]
stuck in the streets, find a way and make it happen
really came up on the block, i was in the hood trappin’, ain’t no cappin’
got some money, now they say a n-gg- active, started stackin’
i remember i was broke and they was laughin’, they was laughin’
i was servin’, makin’ money for the rent
really came up out that gutter, i ain’t never had sh-t
i was watching mama struggle so i started selling nicks
started stacking up the profit and i flipped it to a brick

[verse 2]
started stacking up the profit, then i flipped it to a brick
that money flowin’ like a faucet, now my pockets gettin’ thick
put them drugs on the market, then i split it with the clique
keep a pistol in my pocket, you won’t play me like a b-tch
might just cash out on my wrist and buy a brand new timepiece
still in first place, n-gg-s hate, but they behind me
the hottest in the streets, now the labels want to sign me
i know they giving tips, pray the feds don’t find me
gotta speak the truth and i’ll never tell a lie
i been feelin’ like i’m jeezy ’cause i’m trapping ’til i die
them used to be my n-gg-s but i had to tell ’em bye
hatin’ on me ’cause i’m winning, i just wanna know why

[chorus]
stuck in the streets, find a way and make it happen
really came up on the block, i was in the hood trappin’, ain’t no cappin’
got some money, now they say a n-gg- active, started stackin’
i remember i was broke and they was laughin’, they was laughin’
i was servin’, makin’ money for the rent
really came up out that gutter, i ain’t never had sh-t
i was watching mama struggle so i started selling nicks
started stacking up the profit and i flipped it to a brick



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