Outro Songtext
von Mayhem

It′s kinda mad I've been slacking
Ain′t been interested in rapping
I've been up in the trap
The pack is what I've been wrapping

All this money I make, all these bruddas that hate
(They know I might blow) A real brudda relate
If the bridge already burned, then I guess it′s too late
When you step out with the skeng, you′re risking catching a case
Nobody wanna go jail
Mind you don't ride with a snake
They snitch and lie to the jakes


Make a deal, write a statement
Then they bussing the case
I see an opp, get it cracking
Tryna buss at his face
This life I live is a joke
Don′t say you will if you won't
Little bruddas on the strip
Out here dealing some coke
Trapping up in cunch for a shoes and a coat

Little bruddas trapping wrong
He wanna shoot for the bros
This life you do or you don′t
I had to poke my best friend for abusing the coke
The life I live is mad fucked
I could make do on my own
Cause, everywhere I look there's bare snakes and fuckries
Secret badders in east, she′s a good ting in Putney
As a kid I used to rap about all of this fuckry
I break down bricks tryna get all of this money


Since we lost bricks I started moving all bunny
I was only 16, I used to trap with a junkie
Week after week, I used to stack me a monkey
My nigga got jealous, started acting all funny
I tried to bring him in, thought he was one of the realist
I knew my man before we knew about spinners
Couple times we was broke
Went through the night with no dinner
He was my nigga till the end, ride or die type of jigga
God forgive me because I am a sinner

Quitters never win and trust, I ain't no quitter
I'm surrounded by green like I′m Mr Splinter
I made it all off ammi, nigga you a beginner
From 15, I ain′t been with all of my hitters
22, Half my bruddas still stuck in the system
My nigga's done 6 years, trust me I miss him
He got 18, they can′t prove who done the kill him
The system's fucked, this shit′s all nuts
It don't make no sense, man fuck the judge
It′s like, they want us dead, they want us gone

I break down bricks, this shit's all long
I really trap, yeah I do me
Trap is not a hobby, yeah it's part of my routine
Got clips like a movie
The skeng′s old, been through bare man like a groupie
I ain′t talking 'bout Gucci
When I say I′m strapped up, rolling around with 2 g's
Tryna get myself some new tee
32 Long like I′m asking for some new jeans