Trapped Lyrics

A lot of people think they know me

You think you know me?

No you don't

No you don't

No you don't

I'll cut my hair when these haters start to grow it like fucken clones

Growing up god showed me something that I didn't know

That something that he showed me was to handle this shit on my own

You and Me oh no

We won't get along

You focused on chasing these bitches with no goals

Just let them go

Honestly the irony is those same hoes won't leave me alone

I'm just saying I'm not playing

You thinking of her she giving me dome

Im the type to be with my family just to feel at home

Your the type trynna get accepted hoping someone hit up your phone

Just because you getting older doesn't signify you grown

I got younger cats doing doggie things don't you condone

Yea Yea I know I know

Y'all thinking I should just stay in my lane

You can try to fit in my shoes but I don't think you can handle the pain

I will give you my respect if you can survive the third day

What goes on in my brain

Suicidal thoughts day after day

I got nothing to lose but I got so much to gain

Hey I can't complain I learned how to play in the rain

Now if you still listening

Just know you the guest in my house and I'm glad that you visiting

But I'm sorry for the mess

Had to get rid of some friends

They just kept eating my food

They didn't even offer to pay for the rent

At first they the ones that look so innocent

Just ignore the dead bodies on the pavement

Those were the ones that didn't pretend

We're gonna have some real problems

If you don't start making sense

Don't touch my dollars

But the Truth is they're the problem

The racist people should've stayed in that condom

They try to bring us down because our culture always blossoms

They're ugly and just cause problems

Looking like little goblins

Well it's time we put a stop to them

Make our own pyramid and leave them at the bottom

I don't got a fuck to give

I've been moving based on faith

I went from Filas to Air Forces

My boys in different states

My boy Andrew he's on the way

I need to keep up the Pace

Nothing's changed Cuz now a days the modern slaves

Are still living in chains

GMOC 12 still remains

We can't get second place

I will get in yo face

If you get in my way

GMOC 12 still remains

We can't get second place

I will get in yo face

If you get in my way

What are we fighting for?

What are we crying for?

Go through the pain, survive in the flames

Stand tall and come back for more

What are we fighting for?

What are we crying for?

Go through the pain, survive in the flames

Stand tall and come back for more

What are we fighting for?

What are we crying for?

Go through the pain, survive in the flames

Stand tall and come back for more