trap ain’t dead

Hook: Trap jumpin’ like a heartbeat, money talkin’ Morse code Stove hot, wrist froze, life fast, no slow-mo Came up from the dirt where the hope thin, cash thick Every move chess play, whole squad on that trap shit Verse 1: Started with a dream and a burner phone Now the plug hit me first, say the order grown Mama stressin’, bills due, lights flicker I told her “trust the grind,” got my nights bigger Concrete raised me, pain in my cadence Friends turned fake when the fame get adjacent I been in the trap with the scale like a judge Every win feel earned, I ain’t beggin’ for love Verse 2: Money long like a trial, I’m patient Came a long way from sleepin’ on basements Hood taught lessons you can’t read in school Smile in your face, but they schemin’ on you I don’t flex for the ‘Gram, I flex for the fam Put my back on the line, now the check in my hand If the road get dark, I’m my own light Trap dreams turn real when you don’t quit the fight Hook: Trap jumpin’ like a heartbeat, money talkin’ Morse code Stove hot, wrist froze, life fast, no slow-mo Came up from the dirt where the hope thin, cash thick Every move chess play, whole squad on that trap shit Hook: Trap still jumpin’, hear the pots when the beat drop Mask on, dark tint, movin’ bricks, no pit stop Ain’t no love in this shit, just a price tag Every step through the mud left a knife scar Verse 1: Raised where the sirens sing lullabies Empty stomach, cold nights, had to hustle mine Trust slim, paranoia in my bloodstream Everybody smile fake, gotta peep schemes Trap smell like bleach, money, and regret Saw a homie switch sides over petty checks I was countin’ change, dreamin’ ‘bout a hundred racks Now the safe full heavy, still don’t trust that Blood on the pavement, chalk where they lay him Momma cryin’ prayers, preacher can’t save him Streets don’t forgive, they just keep score One wrong move, you a headline, not important no more Verse 2: I don’t rap fairy tales, this survival talk Hand on the wheel, other on the .45 tucked Had to learn fast—ain’t nobody comin’ When the lights cut off, hunger keep drummin’ Plug talk coded, we don’t say names Lost friends to cells, lost more to graves I ain’t proud of the scars, but they mine though Every stripe on my soul got a price though Bridge: No peace in the trenches, just moments of quiet Heart cold, mind sharp, still riot If I make it out, I’ma drag my dogs If not, tell my story through these bars Hook: Trap still jumpin’, hear the pots when the beat drop Mask on, dark tint, movin’ bricks, no pit stop Ain’t no love in this shit, just a price tag Every step through the mud left a knife scar