INTRO (NE$$):

This goes out to you (ready Tonepac?)

And you (ayo Bagh Ayo Bagh get that)

Light up

Feels good though

Chorus:

To all my trappers in the trap

Hustlers on the grind

Man I know how u feel

Looking out for one time

Outchea in the rain

Sleet hail snow

While most iz snuggled in the bed

U be out here on the go

Verse 1 (NE$$):

Committed like holy matrimony

U hear these rappers rappin' man damn they phony

Coke rap & trap beat don't make u trapper homie

This for niggas that's trapped in the trap

That rather be traveling then stuck on the corner

Rats in a maze

Rat in a corner

They call it the rat race u runnin' runnin' but where iz u goin'

Dead or in jail

Furious warned us

Boys in the hood

King of NEW YORKERS

Point ya finger at the bad guy Scarface

U pay the mortgage, the bills at moms place

For God Sake what a nigga gotta do to make a half million without the FBI catching feelins’?

Chorus:

To all my trappers in the trap

Hustlers on the grind

Man I know how u feel

Looking out for one time

Outchea in the rain

Sleet hail snow

While most iz snuggled in the bed

U be out here on the go

Hook: LA LA LA LA LA LA LA

Verse 2: FAT TONY

Clocked in on the block by my old house

Make my own hours but I never get to clock out

Nah, ain't the life for me I like to be living kind of free

In the canopy getting MTV Jam of the Week

With a 21st century Pam Lee

Listening to the greatest hits of Brandy on brandy

Ain't tryna sell a gram and barely want a Grammy

But when I buy a gram I support my man's family

Damn, why it can't be better than this?

The youngest of 3 kids wondering where daddy is

And don't let me get started on the wife

She kicked the man out, don't want him in her life

Sleeping on the floor with the kids every night

Telling them he's the reason they can't keep on the lights It ain't right

So when you yip yap 'bout the trap and how you're so trill

Just know real niggas in that don't wanna go back

Chorus:

To all my trappers in the trap

Hustlers on the grind

Man I know how u feel

Looking out for one time

Outchea in the rain

Sleet hail snow

While most iz snuggled in the bed

U be out here on the go

Hook: LA LA LA LA LA LA LA

Verse 3 (NE$$):

Baby mama trippin

Neighbors prali snitchin

Biggie intro to juicy

Bangin out ya system

Some ya pahtnahs missin

Lord knows u miss m

Some locked prison

Some is in the essence

I think it was Shakespere

To be or not be

PAC posed a better question

IZ there a heaven for G

I think it was Shakespere

To be or not be

PAC posed a better question

IZ there a heaven for Geezus?

Chorus:

To all my trappers in the trap

Hustlers on the grind

Man I know how u feel

Looking out for one time

Outchea in the rain

Sleet hail snow

While most iz snuggled in the bed

U be out here on the go