Stalley - Trap Money lyrics

[Verse 1: Stalley] I've been laid up in this trap for days Trying to make this money in ways I never imagined, minimum wage I've been getting paper since back in the days When dirty D was loadin' that K Back in Yorkview, had to snorkel When in December, them cold a** days When the nights was blue and the days was purple Bound to hurt you, hearts was broken Stomach was empty, breaking curfew Wild lil' n***as running through the back streets like Apaches Ready to let the gat squeeze on the enemies This... call freeze, from the cops Who's breaking in lots Leavin' with the matchbox Chevy's with convertible tops And the chromed out stops Perfect virtue, perfect clock Up against time but we made it stop Grind time, Primetime Mama wanna know when I find time The streets will k** me before I find mine But I'm trying, to get rich, beyond design So if I die, know I'll die trying Until then, I'm fine, I'll find mine Way back, I'm not blind I remember the starting line of this maze I've been laid up in this trap for days Trying to make this money in ways I never imagined, minimum ways I've been getting paper since back in the days I've been getting paper since back in the days Back in the days I've been getting paper since back in the days I've been getting paper since back in the days