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(Verse 1) In the shadows where the fiends creep, Trap house lit, but the nights run deep, Whispers in the alley, secrets that we keep, Guns cocked back, while the city’s on a sleep. Stacks on the table, counting every dime, Life’s a game of chess, but we’re running out of time, Heart cold as ice, yeah, we walk that line, Chasing paper dreams, lost in the crime. (Verse 2) Dark clouds hover, feel the tension in the air, Trust is a luxury, nobody really cares, Eyes on the prize, but the devil’s always near, One wrong move, and it’s a life full of fear. Bass thumping heavy, got the block on lock, Every corner’s a story, every street’s a clock, Living for the hustle, never gonna stop, In this trap house life, it’s a dangerous drop.
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(Verse 1) In the shadows where the fiends creep, Trap house lit, but the nights run deep, Whispers in the alley, secrets that we keep, Guns cocked back, while the city’s on a sleep. Stacks on the table, counting every dime, Life’s a game of chess, but we’re running out of time, Heart cold as ice, yeah, we walk that line, Chasing paper dreams, lost in the crime. (Verse 2) Dark clouds hover, feel the tension in the air, Trust is a luxury, nobody really cares, Eyes on the prize, but the devil’s always near, One wrong move, and it’s a life full of fear. Bass thumping heavy, got the block on lock, Every corner’s a story, every street’s a clock, Living for the hustle, never gonna stop, In this trap house life, it’s a dangerous drop.
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