I´ll be trappin’ way before I work a 8 to a 4
Glad I got myself together, ´cause I hated being broke
Dior duffle, got 100k in an envelope
Sent her on a vacation, and she came back with dope

Whether it´s strippers or some ’ops, we gotta bring out the pole
Started an argument in the club and we left with his soul
Lately, making 50 racks don´t feel the same to me no more
I´m done helping everybody, ain´t got no sympathy no more

If you ain´t putting on the drink, then you ain´t sippin´ lean no more
Time after time, the system took the ones that meant to me the most
Life was a horror movie, I feel like I´m meant to be in Ghost
I see some designer clothes, feel like I’m meant to be in those
Since I got some change, I think about bringing them things on the boat

Since my first ring, I kept on buying them row after row
It don’t take no effort for me to smoke a whole bag of dope
It don´t take no effort for me to fuck a hoe after a show
Feds ask me questions, I won’t tell them what they want to know
Everyday, I do what I want and I go everywhere I wanna go
Now my jeans are Saint-Laurent, Balenciaga on my coat
Money Mitches paid in full, I ain´t never pay a note

I´ll be trappin´ way before I work a 8 to a 4
Glad I got myself together, ’cause I hated being broke

Dior duffle, got 100k in an envelope
Sent her on a vacation, and she came back with dope
Whether it´s strippers or some ´ops, we gotta bring out the pole
Started an argument in the club and we left with his soul
Lately, making 50 racks don´t feel the same to me no more
I´m done helping everybody, ain´t got no sympathy no more

Got some killas waiting for me, down to tell them "it´s a go"
I got runtz inside my blunt, but it´s the enemies I smoke
I´m a frequent shopper, they know all my sizes at every store

They be following me around, soon as I walk in the door
Far from broke; in two years, I made 7 mil on the low
Ain´t no problem, ain´t no pat down when they let me in the door
Just ´cause I slap your hand don´t mean I consider you my bro
Lately I´ve been getting bread, I fill my oven up with dough
Off the X, I don´t wanna eat, don´t worry about calories no more
Get bags everyday, I don´t wanna get no salary no more
All the cool guys in my high school, I done probably sold them dope
You still want this girl, if she pull up I end up in her throat

I´ll be trappin´ way before I work a 8 to a 4
Glad I got myself together, ´cause I hated being broke
Dior duffle, got 100k in an envelope
Sent her on a vacation, and she came back with dope
Whether it´s strippers or some ´ops, we gotta bring out the pole
Started an argument in the club and we left with his soul
Lately, making 50 racks don´t feel the same to me no more
I´m done helping everybody, ain´t got no sympathy no more