King Gisa - Trap lyrics

[Intro: King Gisa & Papa Crook] (Gisa): Yo damn, I'm running late for school son (Crook): What the f** you going to school for? The f** those books gonna teach you that you ain't gonna learn in these streets? [Verse 1: Papa Crook] Started off with grams of the loud Different packs now Switching flipping weight til my cash gets safe I'm on a race against myself for the paper You p**ys hating on me now but you n***as know I'll see you later If yall n***as in the bushes watching cake I'm in ya crib, watching face, ready to shoot I'll beat the case No hesitation, I'm patient, I see yall waiting yall lurkin I move inside yall hurtin I started murkin Yall n***as clocking my work and I don't really like that I move weight like jenny craig yes I sell that white back Out her a** crack n***as flip that doe and get that Stack that cream and get that cream [Hook] Don't listen to this n***a Naw listen to me He's the devil I'm the reverend got permission to preach I was just a young n***a influenced by the G's From my first day swear I fell in love with these streets ??? Inhale, exhale Had to keep him at ease He blowing them trees you in the belly of the beast Lord Fall on your knee's praying to god Homie this life's a facade...