I’m in the trap, racksup in the safe,
Days and nights, man, I’m grindin’ in the place,
Hoodrich dreams, yeah, I’m chasin’ that glow,
Countin’ all this cash while I’m drippin’ real slow.
Rollin’ with my team, we don’t never lack,
Got the bag secured, no time to look back,
Flippin’ these packs like I’m born to hustle,
Every step I take, feel the weight and the struggle.
Cold nights hustlin’, keep my circle tight,
Got the vision clear, yeah, we aiming for heights,
Pull up in the whip, lights flashin' so bright,
Stackin' all these coins while I’m livin' that life.
Chasin’ the paper, never gonna fold,
Heart full of fire, and my dreams made of gold,
Watch me as I move, got that hunger in my soul,
In this game, gotta play it smart, gotta roll.
Drippin’ with finesse, you can see how I shine,
Every single move, man, I’m buildin’ my empire,
Hoodrich mentality, in this world I’m a king,
Never stop my grind, hear the freedom I sing.
Late nights in the lab, put the work on repeat,
Countin' up the blessings as I rise to the beat,
From the bottom to the top, had to earn every dime,
Now I’m livin' proof that hard work stands the test of time.
With my eyes on the prize, and my heart in the booth,
Painting my legacy, I’m the realest, that’s the truth,
Racksup in my hand, watch the haters while I glow,
In a world full of fake, I’ll let my spirit show.
So when the curtains fall and the lights start to fade,
Remember my story, every risk that I made,
Still grindin’ for the bag, while I’m drippin’ with style,
Ending every chapter with a promise and a smile.
Trap
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