Victim - Intellectual

[Intro]

Trap jumpin' like 23

Tryna ball with all my friends and see us dancin' on that stage

Youngins spark in front of cameras, no bandanas on they face

I've been posted in the hood, ain't see my grandma for some days

And when I leave and it's another nigga standing in my place

Tryna win but it feel like these niggas wanna see me fail

I was tryna go to school, it's like they want me in that cell

And I swear revenge is sweet 'cause through the shadows I prevail

Falling victim to these streets like I was cast up in that spell

Tryna cash me off to hell

Poppin' X, my thoughts runnin', 'bout to crash me off the rails

Niggas flaggin' like they real

If we catch thеm while they lackin' we gon' smash thеm with these shells

I don't got no time for acting, I put passion in these tales (Trap jumpin' like 23)

Niggas quick to claim they demons 'til their mans get hard with fluids

Mom, I'm sorry fuck a sport, it's not no basketball I'm shootin'

On my back about assignments, I ain't have no time to do it

I dropped out to play that corner, I ain't cappin' in my music

In that field ain't no relaxing, I ain't laughin' when I do it

I was taught that if you totin' on that ratchet you gon' use it

Gettin' high and reminiscing on the chances that I ruined

Walking in the crib and stashing every hammer we was shootin'

I was trappin' with Lil Zuly, had that sack and then I blew it

I ain't want to lose my money so I'm stacking what I'm moving

Me and Tunez was risking everything we had up in that Fusion

Fightin' battles with my thoughts through all the pack that I'm abusin'