"Trapstar Memoirs" lyrics
(Shit, Training day 3 I'm still training)
Yo
Them handcuffs left scars, them years just sped passed
Of a trapstars memoirs, I gave nan 10 large
I drink Henny out the bottle that's for my friends passed
These big zoots get rarsed just to keep my head calm
G I was growing up poor, I never had no stability
With this Training Day trilogy Ima last for infinity
This games full of liars and snitches its gimmickey
But they could never question my Gangster I been a G
I had breakfast at Tiffany's, I came with a stick on me
Watch like a brick on me, don't play in the little leagues
Used to get it from Primark now I get it from Italy
Loafers with the shirt, big man ain't no kidding me
And I just wish em well for all the bad that they're wishing me
I got old friends dissing me I got old hoes missing me
They never really loved you that's all part of the trickery
I guess I got bad karma off of selling this misery
I'ma drug boss with a heart full of good deeds
I can't dwell on could be's, what if's and should be's
You don't know what being broke and white in the hood means
My life's been a movie where they skip all the good scenes
So I had to flip scripts and just re-write that
Watch me kill em with success 'cah I'ma G like that
And I still smile through the stress 'cah I know she likes that
I told him slide with the spesh I had to greenlight that
And I don't sleep long enough for the dreams I have
I put my life in the song and then rewind back
I hope I live long enough to show the streets my back
I hope I live long enough to show the streets my back
'Cah I got east end swagger I think I'm southside bad
I got west end habits fam of course I trap
I got a million cats who can co-sign that
And it's bulletproof love til you're home my akh
See I don't slip or lack, I come in all black
I don't chit or chat
That's an anonymous driller, like the faceless man
I smoke paper planes, I got paper plans
I get paper cuts when I'm counting bands
I said I get paper cuts when I'm counting bands
I count it up like 21 dares, 3-6 in my prayers
And when I dry cry who cares
A man can't be brave if he don't have fears
I'm going out like Tony at the top of the stairs
I said a man can't be brave if he don't have fears
I'm going out like Tony at the top of the stairs
Yo
Them handcuffs left scars, them years just sped passed
Of a trapstars memoirs, I gave nan 10 large
I drink Henny out the bottle that's for my friends passed
These big zoots get rarsed just to keep my head calm
G I was growing up poor, I never had no stability
With this Training Day trilogy Ima last for infinity
This games full of liars and snitches its gimmickey
But they could never question my Gangster I been a G
I had breakfast at Tiffany's, I came with a stick on me
Watch like a brick on me, don't play in the little leagues
Used to get it from Primark now I get it from Italy
Loafers with the shirt, big man ain't no kidding me
And I just wish em well for all the bad that they're wishing me
I got old friends dissing me I got old hoes missing me
They never really loved you that's all part of the trickery
I guess I got bad karma off of selling this misery
I'ma drug boss with a heart full of good deeds
I can't dwell on could be's, what if's and should be's
You don't know what being broke and white in the hood means
My life's been a movie where they skip all the good scenes
So I had to flip scripts and just re-write that
Watch me kill em with success 'cah I'ma G like that
And I still smile through the stress 'cah I know she likes that
I told him slide with the spesh I had to greenlight that
And I don't sleep long enough for the dreams I have
I put my life in the song and then rewind back
I hope I live long enough to show the streets my back
I hope I live long enough to show the streets my back
'Cah I got east end swagger I think I'm southside bad
I got west end habits fam of course I trap
I got a million cats who can co-sign that
And it's bulletproof love til you're home my akh
See I don't slip or lack, I come in all black
I don't chit or chat
That's an anonymous driller, like the faceless man
I smoke paper planes, I got paper plans
I get paper cuts when I'm counting bands
I said I get paper cuts when I'm counting bands
I count it up like 21 dares, 3-6 in my prayers
And when I dry cry who cares
A man can't be brave if he don't have fears
I'm going out like Tony at the top of the stairs
I said a man can't be brave if he don't have fears
I'm going out like Tony at the top of the stairs
Writer(s): Ellis Taylor, Jamel Bousbaa
