But I be trapping in and out it
That there ain’t no other way around it
I can’t sleep but pray to God
That he find me the shit won’t cease
They say they found another body
It’s the hardest way of living
And the others go to prison
Listen close and pay attention
So I ain’t looking for religion
Gripping this Mac 10 work for my workers
Helicopter circling prostitutes I
Prosecuting Attorney want me dead
It ain’t like I ever did em shit
But kept my family fed - I bled
Police pulled me over but I fled
I’m working with a set of legs i stand still
I try to give you examples
If I don’t catch you and kill you
This other man will i got that tan still
Let me catch your hand in my can
You steal a wallet or a purse
To satisfy the hunger of your pockets
Till they burst - it’s worse
My partner’s sister youngin like to flirt
I could never know the hurt it hurts
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
It hurts it hurts it hurts it hurts
But I be trapping in and out it
That there ain’t no other way around it
I can’t sleep but pray to God
That he find me the shit won’t cease
They say they found another body
It’s the hardest way of living
And the others go to prison
Listen close and pay attention
So I ain’t looking for religion
I grip boulders to pitch to the real smokers
From all of the deal holders food stamp card
And all of us still tote it
Whoa hop out of the truck with the chopper
Make us spray rounds lay down
This is not a playground ya heard me
Kay sounds tell him I’m on my way 'round
Ya heard me i'm in all black
With the black mask and gloves
Go rrrr-at backin' 'em up line myself shells
Hell is where ya findin' em
From the television monitor
First rule of the game no trust no love
That touch I’d sing something
Passed by rocking that Gates
You niggas don’t exist in the game
You niggas don’t exist in the game
But I be trapping in and out it
That there ain’t no other way around it
I can’t sleep but pray to God
That he find me the shit won’t cease
They say they found another body
It’s the hardest way of living
And the others go to prison
Listen close and pay attention
So I ain’t looking for religion
Get away to a place where I’m good
To all niggas with braids
Says Gates, it's all good
When I didn’t have a penny
When them other niggas didn’t
Money over bitches anybody could get it
Hospital or ditches bicycles or fences
Layin low with intentions
Of coming out up out the trenches surrender
Can’t see it or witness can’t be it I see it
At the same time but I can’t speak it
Nightmares from the night air
Stares and a groan slight
Glare from the right flare tears in the bone
Two bottles few models pair of patron
But I be trapping in and out it
That there ain’t no other way around it
I can’t sleep but pray to God
That he find me the shit won’t cease
They say they found another body
It’s the hardest way of living
And the others go to prison
Listen close and pay attention
So I ain’t looking for religion