Maestro La Forge (UK) - Trapping Aint Cool lyrics

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Maestro La Forge (UK) - Trapping Aint Cool lyrics

I grind from monday to sunday CHORUS (MAESTRO) Same sh** everyday my moneys going up and down Im tryna turn my luck around Trappin ain't cool no more Trappin ain't cool no more And now im getting old And im still on the road And i ain't rich yet, all these Z'eds that ive sold Trappin ain't cool no more Trappin ain't cool no more (NINES: VERSE 1) n***as dying over dumb war Every other month feds flying off my moms door My lines tapped so i hate the phone Hug my mom cause theres a chance that i might not make it home Them foes wanna clap me Hoes tryna trap me Can't buy a mansion with my dough cause its tax free I still can't believe my n***a stylies gone And what hurts me the most, is that life goes on Uh i dont wanna see my friends die All my n***as doing 30 hold your head high Them OG's used to have benzes and porshes Blew all their money in the the booky shop on horses I lost 90gs i help but screw my face This sh**s hot, i gotta move my base Jamming with the mandem saturday night Done the same thing last week this can't be life CHORUS Same sh** everyday my moneys going up and down Im tryna turn my luck around Trappin ain't cool no more Trappin ain't cool no more And now im getting old And im still on the road And i ain't rich yet, all these Z'eds that ive sold Trappin ain't cool no more Trappin ain't cool no more (NINES VERSE 2) Uh, my n***a would have made a mil If he never go to pen Now hes back on the come up selling o's again Its like these n***as grind to stunt on a b**h And i dont know who it is yet But someones a snitch In ? the ? Its boring inside, jamming on the block cause i ain't got nowhere else to go Its the path we chose These n***as and these hoes show we love Its all faker than ? clothes These n***as see the cars and ice and think my Lifes rosey but its far from nice I used to wanna be everybodys friend Now they wanna know me cause im a legend in the ends Uh tryna stay on my grind I gotta spray my nine Its like everyday im in a different state of mind You n***as see the way my bracelet shine My phones ringing right now, wrap/raq wants ? a nine CHORUS Same sh** everyday my moneys going up and down Im tryna turn my luck around Trappin ain't cool no more Trappin ain't cool no more And now im getting old And im still on the road And i ain't rich yet, all these Z'eds that ive sold Trappin ain't cool no more Trappin ain't cool no more