Trapped In The Game (feat. Freck Billionaire & C Note)

Im out here tryna get mine, put it all on the line, and you know imma grind Dawg and what we gon do nigga Hold it down, hold it down when we ride, hold it down when we ride And we dont switch sides Im just tryna get mine Dawg what we gon do, hold it down when we ride, hold it down when we ride And we dont switch sides we always been the same Ten K on the chain, with a f*ck face looking thru the frames Nah nigga I aint worried bout shit i got a nine in the glove box I aint worried bout a thang Drinkin boutta wild out thats word to the gang, swerve Not a chump guy f*ck guy still coming wit that tough guy Shit will get you lump eyed nigga Nothing but a phone call big homie send the kite Put a green light on all of yall niggas Never be in the same spots, still switchin an change drops And its money over thots all day On the block wit C and Tryy gettin to the gwap still trapped in game You see I, I, I, I, Im still trapped in the game And they all know that I, I still strapped in the game And they all know I, I dont play no games I tried a million times to leave but it keeps callin me You see I, I, I, I, Im still trapped in the game And they all know that I, I still strapped in the game And they all know I, I dont play no games I tried a million times to leave but it keeps callin me Trapped in the game no it wasn't my choice Bunch of niggas wanna ride but they know that cant Gun way too big cant bring it in the car It don't fit up in the glove like OJ hand No bullshit I really stood on them block man I sold hand to hand about eighty a week It aint no secret man the whole world know I was hurtin them son like Adrian Pete Used to hit Saks on a daily basis buy Moschino show up to the class room fly Kitchen all day I was cookin round the clock yea Momma keep wonderin why the gas bill high Ask for a discount I used to tell em cut it out Hell yea just like a coupon nigga No cut on the work used to sell it strait drop Eatin off that hard bread like a crouton nigga Picked up thirty pounds outta no where dawg hell nah I aint even take no weight gain nigga Strap near the hip it was underneath the shirt hell nah I aint never rock no waist train nigga Six hundred v twelve coupe caviar black had the stash box An I had to grab the Mercedes When its time to bust man I pull out quick Man they god dam right I aint havin that baby You see I, I, I, I, Im still trapped in the game And they all know that I, I still strapped in the game And they all know I, I dont play no games I tried a million times to leave but it keeps callin me You see I, I, I, I, Im still trapped in the game And they all know that I, I still strapped in the game And they all know I, I dont play no games I tried a million times to leave but it keeps callin me