I hit the gas and I never slow down Got my eyes on the prize, I ain't fucking around Money on my mind, I'm always on the grind Got no time for the haters, I leave 'em behind I came up from the bottom, now I'm living the dream I'm the king of the trap, making moves, making cream Got my Glock in my hand, I'm always on the defense If you fuck with me, you'll be leaving in an ambulance I rose through the ranks, never took no shorts I'm always on my hustle, making deals and counting my forts I run the game, I'm the one they fear My name's on everybody's lips, I'm the big dog here My rhymes are fire, my flows are sick I spit game so hard, got the competition sick I'll never stop, I'll never give in I'm the trap god, the one who always wins I've got my eyes on the prize, I'm never gonna stop I'll keep grinding, keep hustling, until I reach the top My haters can talk, they can judge, they can hate But they can never stop my hustle, they can never take my fate I'm the trap rap king, respected by the streets I'm the one who always wins, who always takes the heat I'll keep shining, keep grinding, until my last breath I'm living the trap life, and it's the only life I've ever known or desired.