For trap sake Lyrics

Fuck a sing along I'ma go hard on a trap beat

Got these boys tipping on they toes they got cold feet

Never late, that's why we doing this for trap sake

Criticism making no sense then you know

Fuck a love song I'ma kill em all on a rap song

All my lyrics got the bells ringing like ding dong

Fans telling truth why we love the taste

But it's when the Criticism making no sense then you know that's hate

Yh

My momma sister see me as a little brother big brother

Now she got a kid I'ma grand father

Family relations on my head

Ah stay ahead

Suffocating problems trying me knock me dead

Fuck a sing along I'ma go hard on a trap beat

Got these boys tipping on they toes they got cold feet

Never late, that's why we doing this for trap sake

Criticism making no sense then you know it's hate

Hate, hate

Yeah you know it's hate

Hate, hate

Yeah you know it's hate aye

That's why we doing this for trap sake Criticism making no sense when you know that it's

For trap sake(Mother fucking hate nigga)

Changing pace, right on time

Been never late

Yeah I've been swagging

Y'all still giving me a pass

We don't last

Fuck it, immortal trap till ah crash

Ah got plans, make it ten, maybe make it thirty

Might just make fifty

Drop a hundred tracks, now you got a rash

Irritated by my music while I'm itching from these racks

Ah see big cash and big bags, you still bitching bout rap (hmm)

Truth be told all these drill niggas been wack

They just, hope on trends cuz they don't know how to rap

Yeah I'm really savage no more putting up and act

Gone beast mode, oh immortal nigga don snap

Been your daddy in this bitch, the best to hold a mic

Show no mercy, ion give fuck bout yo ass

Want it really hard yeah im giving it all that

Change the whole game when ah hit it from the back

Fuck a sing along I'ma go hard on a trap beat

Got these boys tipping on they toes they got cold feet

Never late, that's why we doing this for trap sake

Criticism making no sense then you know it's hate

Hate, hate

Yeah you know it's hate

Hate, hate

Yeah you know it's hate aye

That's why we doing this for trap sake Criticism making no sense when you know that it's..

It's out the blue its coming at your crew 

These bullet's got no time to pick and chose

I'ts coming after you 

If you unfortunately puff up fore it, let me introduce you to a dimension 

where the only option's getting obliterated by everything, we pick and chose for your ass

A place where We's the Kings

Like crowning what came our your pee hole

Sitting on these thrones setting standards shit that you can't behold 

A little to the side of the sun so you can't look on it no 

It's glory every one partakes of 

But can't touch it when it takes off

If your take's off concerning our music 

then the bullet's coming it ain't stopping till it takes off

What ever's guarding and fueling the confidence of 

Your rebellion against the kings in your city 

Take y'all on a ride on these roads that have got some symbols 

Each hitting the nail on the head like drum sticks to cymbals.

Explaining the consequences of going against your rulers 

It's lines in unpleasant places 

Causing tension like trigonometry exams

Fuck a sing along, I'ma go hard on a trap beat

Got these boys tipping on they toes they got cold feet

Never late, that's why we doing this for trap sake

Criticism making no sense then you know it's hate

Hate, hate

Yeah you know it's hate

Hate, hate

Yeah you know it's hate aye

That's why we doing this for trap sake Criticism making no sense when you know that it's