Letra de Losses - Trapland Pat

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(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)

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Trapland

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Squad

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(PepperJack Zoe)

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I took a lot of losses tryna make ends meet

Stay your ass in the house, you ain't ready for the streets

Zippin' up work, ain't been gettin' no sleep

Spent the whole year grindin', only fifty-two weeks

No time to take a loss, I'ma scale it up twice

I don't even get nervous, that's me my whole life

Half of that brown, whole thing straight ice

Next-day shipping if you talk the right price

Used to break it down, now it's too much motion

Eyes on the prize, gotta keep 'em wide open

Dog did a bid off the road, he was loafin'

New York law no fire, still totin'

When you livin' on the edge, bro, you gotta stay focused

Ain't know that she was cheatin', I ain't even much notice

Ridin' with a bomb, I ain't talkin' 'bout loadin'

Fuck about love, you should already know that

If it ain't addin' up, then you gotta put the pole on him

Bullet to his top, that's a point, score a goal on him

Playin' with that cheese, six feet, dig a hole on him

Playin' with that Woo, I'ma have to take a soul from him

I ain't even got a heart no more

Always on go, can't park no more

Finish with that bitch, can't start no more

So numb, can't even take it to the heart no more

Hit the road with it, come back with the profit

Nigga sayin', "Trap goin' broke," need to stop it

If I plug you in, can't be messin' with the socket

Ridin' with the duffel, too much for the pockets

Ridin' with some shit that could send a nigga federal

Switches gon' send him up top like an edible

I just left the doctor, got the 'scripts for the medical

Whole hood pop out like a festival

It's a celebration when I touch down

Everybody eatin', grab a plate, we could bust down

Know you think I slid, I could really get 'em touched now

They used to curve me, why you think I'm tryna cuff now?

If I ain't in the booth, then I'm trappin'

Mama said, "Chill," think I'm better off rappin'

Told her, "Hell nah, ma, I'm better off stackin'"

In the streets, you ain't grindin', then you better off jackin'

I took a lot of losses tryna make ends meet

Stay your ass in the house, you ain't ready for the streets

I took a lot of losses tryna make ends meet

Stay your ass in the house, you ain't ready for the streets

I ain't even got a heart no more

Always on go, can't park no more

Finish with that bitch, can't start no more

So numb, can't even take it to the heart no more

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