Wiz - Stuck In Da Trap lyrics

[Hook: Meek Mill] I'm stuck in the trap ya I'm trying to get back ya I spent all this damn money on these clothes I spent all this damn money on these hoes I'm trying to get back ya I'm stuck in the trap ya You know I got them choppers on deck Give me my respect I'm coming for the checks Muthaf**er who's next [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I get them birds and break them way down Give it to my team we like Lebron, Chris Bosh, and Wade now f** my money up it's time to get payed now JBing on n***as tell them get down or get laid down Ya I'm trying to get back I'm in the kitchen with the slab you know I'm trying to hit that Plus I seen this Rollie out worn I'm trying to whip that And turn this nine into a ten piece [?] I made all this damn money from these shows Went and spent all this damn money on them clothes I Went and bought an Audemar that was twenty-six Payed my bills bought my b**h a bag and that was like a brick I be balling, talking Spalding on you lame a** n***as Trying to flip a quarter L loose change a** n***as I'm heavy on the wrist two chains a** n***a All I know is blow the money and if you see me know I'm stunting [Hook: Meek Mill] [Verse 2: Wiz] I spent a 62 up on my son [?] on my b**h A brick and a half up on my whip Put a nine up on my wrist And I still got my re-up n***a I get them sent up Whip it like a master n***a I tear them streets up Serve it like [?] I'm Micheal Jack up off the wall You can get it hard or soft I'm like BP with the oil I'm in another lane on them Block flooded got the cane on them Hating a** n***as talk sh** I get the rain on them I got stripes like a referee Quarterback no sacks ain't a mutherf**er touching me Thrity-three for one, five or better get it cheaper Got that kush and got that haze if you talking bout that reefer I'm like [?] with the bread So I trick it all on divas I put one up in your head If a n***a try to creep up You know what I'm talking bout n***a getting it This how we feel about that money n***a spending it [Hook: Meek Mill] [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Let me tell you n***as something I was a hustler when you met me I'm trying to get back they got me out here selling reggie Sixteen in the pound, I'mma break it down You bring me twelve-hundred you can take it now Or I can call up [?] Cause he'll sell the weed No matter if its sour or some sh** that got some seeds We gon' off that I'm gon' toss him something and he toss back Them Benjamins we gon' cake like we just signed to Entenmann's Where your boss at cause I don't deal with middle-men I don't do the big men talking with the little men Big money transaction cop, cook, and deliverin' Went to cop five and my connect brought me ten of them I gave him dab and told him I'll be back [?] [?] I'm a trapper not a rapper, roger that [Hook: Meek Mill]