Trapped In - Intellectual

[Intro: REASON]

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa

[Chorus: REASON]

This for all my niggas trapped in

Caught a case, it made me back-spin

I been focused, bringing racks in

This for all my niggas trapped in

Caught a case, it made me back-spin

I been focused, bringing racks in

This for all my niggas trapped in, yay-yay

[Verse 1: REASON]

For my niggas on they own time, whoa (For my niggas on they own—)

I done ran up on a goldmine, whoa (I done ran up on a gold—)

Little Henny made me road slide, whoa (Little Henny made me road—)

'Cause I used to carry four-five, woah ('Cause I used to carry four—)

I done seen a lot, done a lot, yeah

Dogs in it, see the paws in it

Tryna make it out like a Saw victim

Bullets hit the whip and leave the car spinning

Niggas still pimp the butterfly

I done fluttered high and evolved in it (Whoa)

Niggas still on weird shit

Got a issue but don't never call niggas

Seen a lot of niggas fall off (Whoa)

Cut my missile like I call off (Yeah)

REASON busting, never start off

Tie 'em up and take 'em all off (Yeah)

Bigger picture, nigga, bigger picture

I been showing ass like I'm skinny-dipping

Nigga, flow tighter than a penny-pincher

'Magine if I got the Henny with 'em (Wait)

'Magine if a nigga sell drugs

Yeah, I sell drugs 'cause the flow crack

'Magine I could cure the whole world with the coke flow

'Cause it's dope raps (What)

I done done a lot, seen a lot

Black skin, feelin' penalized

This what happens when I dream a lot—nigga dreams

[Chorus: REASON]

This for all my niggas trapped in

Caught a case, it made me back-spin

I been focused, bringing racks in

This for all my niggas trapped in

[Verse 2: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]

Oh, man, for my niggas on they own time, whoa (For my niggas on they own time)

Remember thugging in my profile, ayy (Remember thugging in my profile)

I rather make it with my own guys, whoa (I rather make it with my own—)

But I can't free 'em with a closed mind, like, "Oh, my"

I pray this shit that I just twisted could get me up out my shame

Slid up on my homie bitch; he ain't trip 'cause it ain't his main, ugh

Just saying, ugh

Lord, I know you see my pain; help me while I find my hopes

Love you for your sense of humor—don't tell me that my life a joke

I done hung with lions and bought the tickets from niggas woofing

I done seen the gun and just let him pull it and bit the bullet

I come from the ash of a fire past that my mind was put in

I created magic, how I got past it without me looking

Bragging ain't bracking, ugh (That shit ain't bracking)

Rap ain't just rapping

You capping, your shit elastic, ugh (Your shit elastic)

Stretching the truth 'til we factor in "shit ain't happen" (Oh, it ain't happen)

I got this feel you can't fathom, I seen some shit you can't tap in

'Cause this what happen when you—

[Chorus: REASON]

Trapped in

Caught a case, it made me back-spin

I been focused, bringing racks in

This for all my niggas trapped in

Caught a case, it made me back-spin

I been focused, bringing racks in

This for all my niggas trapped in

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]

Man, all things fall apart, everything goes south

Homie had the most heart, he a deadbeat now

Stuck in the mud, man, we need to put the sizzurp down

Life ain't quite the picnic when the chips are down, look

Most of the niggas I pictured as winners just went away

I had to get up and make a way

I need the whole planet to know my name

Mama said, "Don't quit your day job"

I was a second from selling yay'

I needed a deal like playing cards

Made a few records with Sounwave

Who—Whoever swallowed the key to the cage that we stay in

I'll make him regurgitate it

One time, I heard I was underrated

I'd rather that than us getting raided, ayy

Anxious under investigation

I done seen a lot, nigga, done a lot

In Carson, dodging the sheriff's station

Went broke bailing my brother out, man

That's automatic

Had the semi squeezing

Or a fiend on Halloween

'Til it's a wrap like a Easter basket

My collard greens with plenty season

A Soul-ution and a REASON—there you have it

[Outro: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]

Oh, man