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melvillous - trap or lie lyrics

fake trappers turned rappers, i can tell
it’s kinda bait you didn’t paint your image well
screaming how you’re getting richer of your sales
to your clientèle, silly boy, you’re snitching on yourself
you’re in a different rave every fortnight
copping bottle after bottle till the wh-r-s bite
looking like you hit the lotto, but it’s more like
the deets banged and your cousin brought guys
you got niced with about two bags
two and a ‘alf but you dropped your cuz a five as a thanks
he gave you dank a couple times
helped you climb up them ranks
got you cats now you think you’re hard as military tanks
but you resemble filling up tanks – g-ssed up
advertising any skrilla you bank – that’s dumb
only fools spend money tryna look cool
but i’ll leave you man to fill in the blanks
mad crud is all i ever hear comin’ out your mouth
real shottas have a fear of coming out their house
paranoid the feds are near car without a doubt
any routine check and it’ll be going down
and if they nab him and check his cabin
it’s [?]
they’re going to find more than toothbrushes and plasters
under the floorboard
in the back of the fourth draw
there’s all sorts
green, and of course snort

[chorus]
but you won’t hear that on the track being mentioned
‘cos real trap hitters don’t attract the attention
that image ain’t yours i can sense it
imagine feds kicking down the door where your ‘rents live
living that life is expensive
you get no peace, no time to be pensive
most just glamourise what their friends live
me, i just say what’s real then let the ends pick

live your life, i ain’t hear to judge
i’m only hear to help you see a little clearer cuz
to the mandem moving gear, i can’t cheer you on
‘cos i don’t condone it but i’m local so i hear you don
tryna make a little something then flip it
i see your vision, i’m tryna the same thing with lyrics
never was a bad yout, i could have been worse
i guess seeing friends die or get locked really works
plus i always had the fear of god
and that’s something that i’m seeing less and less in my gs staying near the block
but i understand
it’s hard to put your faith in another man
i pray for my brothers man
everyday we’re chasing a couple grand
some do it legit, some are making it underhand
just to quit this rat race that we’re running {?}
the ones who make it out, get replaced with another rat
today i got rejected by another job
it’s hard to tell a man to go legit as i struggle on
i know a couple dons
dad didn’t raise ’em
grown up hard
kinda sc-mbag forsake them
marge had to play both parts, one wage
and try to make the best of a bad situation
so the donnie moves weight car the bills need paying
and the stress on mum’s face…

[chorus}
but you won’t hear that on the track being mentioned
‘cos real trap hitters don’t attract the attention
that image ain’t yours i can sense it
imagine feds kicking down the door where your ‘rents live
living that life is expensive
you get no peace, no time to be pensive
most just glamourise what their friends live
me, i just say what’s real then let the ends pick

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