On The Map ft. Cole B Lyrics

Oh no, now you in trouble

Exit Double busting like a bubble

Turn you to a puddle turn you into rubble

Since you think you rocking now you stopping

Me losings not an option I'm hopping on the track

Hip Hop 'til I'm flat I'm a Hip Hop head

Tryna get this Hip Hop bread one day

Riding down this one way I don't know how I'ma make it happen

But I know that I'm nice at rappin'

Used to be nice a trapping back when

I was flipping bricks taking trips took a lot of risk

Just to get the shit had to do it tho

That's how I got Pro Tools in the first place

I would take trips to my birth place

Baltimore, down Bel Air Road ova east

Everytime I pull up on the hooptie they know it's me

I would take that trip 2, 3 times a week

Dollar signs in my eyes no sleep

I'm just tryna put us on the map Exit 77 to be exact

I was born to rap, I don't take no slack

Everyday another track

I'm just tryna put us on the map Exit 77 to be exact

I was born to rap, I don't take no slack

Everyday another track

In a year filled with death I'm still blessed

No chill left pushing fear I feel less

Fearless, let the love in the real test hear this

Turn to God and feel the realist

Hate so wack attack they shelved Christians

Satan get back, the fact see Hell listens

My natural light real like I held wisdom

An 18 packs feel like there's 12 missing

My mission strike hard, hard to recite bars I'm missing

My brother Tristen died in the pipes arms christened

A new start heart that is quite scarred listen

Life's had I cope when I write bars

Quite hard the price high the past was the cheap shit

Been a minute since you heard Atlas on the beat kid

You know them street poems heat going in deep with

Flowing sweet notice he glow when he speaking, Cole B