Justo - Trap house prayer lyrics

[INTRO] Them boys from the oakwood Them boys up to no good Them boys from the oakwood Them boys up to no good You ain't hearing me Boy these n***as ain't seeing me [VERSE 1:Justo?] Road rage dashboard old age .. Trailer park lifestyle we listening to Coldplay.. Boy I feel like Kobe ..ap had the gold watch he switched it to the rollie.. And I got the new Glock but I let my chick hold it Last time I talked to pop he told me keep going .. Sometimes I take my problems and just put it in the open .. I am not the one to play with shout out to Greg Oden (haha) 2015 it's a million banks open ..spend the weekend in Vegas f** it decided to blow it .. It's long way home but I know which way we going... East side n***a muhf**a and you know that .. I ain't been to Texas in a minute I think it's time to go back .. k**in my uncles fish fries ..marley pushing the gold lac ... 4th ward Katy and Baytown that's where my folks at .. Throw a brick into the water of the rap game and bring the rope back .. Oakwood is a lifestyle and I swear y'all ain't about it .. This that sh** they play at the party at one of the houses .. She the type to have you spending all of ya nights down at the hamptons ... They way everything turned out ..you thought we planned it .. I'm cruising in my city with a pocket full of ransom .. Crown Vic crown royal and the national anthem .. 1 summer in dc this the nationals anthem ..