YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Kevin Gates - Trap Out

That's that, ay, bitch, I'm a gangster (Henry, you ate this one) "Ay, you gon' respect my mind," what I'm tryna tell her right now, Henry She think she finna G5 a G (Tre, what you cookin'?) Baby, I been on this train a long time (all aboard) That's another load, she know I can't quit for sure That's an elbow, oh, yes, I'm him, I ain't use no stove Big brother doin' a thousand years, I ain't never hearin', "I told" They was dissin', I killed, fiends run out of my dope I had to trap out In the slums, in the cut, in the trenches for some years, I grew that trap out I'm headin' over, en route with the yola Protectin' the spot with a MAC at the traphouse I'm on the stage, my money ain't made They callin' to see 'bout wherever I'm at now We get 'em, we ship 'em wherever you at now Ain't got this out the mud and I hate how I'm livin' One in a million, I stand at attention Controllin' the slums and I can't get out of here And I hate to admit it Los Mexicanos, mi guerrero, mi sin nombre (Cartel boss) In the cartel, I'm fully committed In violent environment, rockin' designer Thermostat, got a remote for the climate That meanin' I'm in control of the temperature Sworn an oath when I took this position That I'm acceptin' whatever come with it Stressful as hell, can't lie to my children Teachin' my sons it's part of the game "If I ever leave, take care of your sisters" I don't complain, I handle the business Done made it look good while sustainin' these injuries My heart been stained, but nothin' been fixin' it I been showin' love and it scarred me Real street nigga, can't turn my back on the trenches Just got a text from my other lieutenant Only excited whenever they hit me Send me the addy and that's where I send it Confirmin' transmission, the package delivered Satellite phone, a Mexican biller Island surrounded by beautiful women Prayin' to God that you was here with me When you not okay, my spirit can feel it, feel it You who my soul belongs to, and I'm not ashamed to admit it That's another load, she know I can't quit for sure That's an elbow, oh, yes, I'm him, I ain't use no stove Big brother doin' a thousand years, ain't never hearin', "I told" They was dissin', I killed, fiends run out of my dope I broke a piece of the road, I ain't fuck with the hammer I been dippin' with Bo, keep that shit from Montana Let's board the boat, let's go head to the H I don't talk when it's landin', the phone got a jammer And I'm at the spot by the stove, Vaughn out of the door I'm controllin' this bitch with no camera Five-ton jack, get the tar, I'ma hit it from scratch 'Fore it go in the bag, put a stamp on 'em Unc' in the cell, he took time, ain't no bail Brother stuck up in hell, put a cape on Kendell We take a fifth and make five in Los Angeles house Bitch, I'm rappin' and trappin' in here I'ma hit it and hit it and stack it and give Everything that I'm holdin' inside to the gang On the road with the 5, we was both doin' time 2X oldest child, I'll serve you a thing That's another load, she know I can't quit for sure That's an elbow, oh, yes, I'm him, I ain't usin' no stove Big brother doin' a thousand years, ain't never hearin', "I told" Play with diss and I kill, labels callin' my phone I can send my album out Nigga, I got eights, 16s, what you want? I'm servin' hella sounds I'm comin' however you want, nigga, I got hella flows Nigga, what's your Alamo? She ain't got no alibi, now she ain't got me no more (Me no more) Hello? Ay, I just wanted to let you know I'm en route, sir I'm finna drop AI YoungBoy 3 after this I'ma get at you, man, bet NBA YoungBoy Kevin Gates This mixtape special DESHAWN