Lyrics Visionary - Jay Vision

I pulled up in a Honda
Just to go trap out
Doing shit that you cannot afford
But lemme remind ya
'Fore I black out
We came up
We was just living poor
Went & got me a job
Then I hit the fast route
In the lanes
Push the gas to the floor
Uncle told me don't back down
Nigga we on they ass now
Let's go even the score

I done got me a bag now
Meaning I cannot act wild
I got money to make
Got no time for no cap gowns
If police try to pat down
I'm trouble today
Every line is a fact now
I Got demons in backgrounds
I know mama still pray for me
Gave me a Jesus piece
Move like I'm Easy E
He be dead if he play with me
I gotta keep the peace
Before I release the piece
You be dead like within a week
But that's the inner me
Don't fuck with the enemy
I got plays by the trilogy
I know you feeling me
Son got that fire
Come feel the heat
Don't let em fuck w your energy
I'm sending shots for the penalty
She drive me crazy
Penelope
Got a new whip

But pulled up in a Honda
Just to go trap out
Doing shit that you cannot afford
But lemme remind ya
'Fore I black out
We came up
We was just living poor
Went & got me a job
Then I hit the fast route
In the lanes
Push the gas to the floor
Uncle told me don't back down
Nigga we on they ass now
Let's go even the score

I done got me a strap now
Meaning I cannot hit the streets if I don't got it on me
Out here pushing the packs out
It's just me & my gun
So I never feel by my lonely
We was up in the trap house
Playing poker
Got a plate of some rigatoni
Don't say you my homie
If you not, gotta Glock in my hand
Just incase I expose a phony
Made a point to make commas
A semi colon
I know you don't wanna drama
Got heavy smokers
See the gang all together you already know it
Send a opp in the air
Shi I bet you know em
See I cop me a pair of some different shades
How I swerve in the lane then I whip away
I got one that I use to go sit & play
& got one that I use to go hit a stain

I pulled up in a Honda
Just to go trap out
Doing shit that you cannot afford
But lemme remind ya
'Fore I black out
We came up
We was just living poor
Went & got me a job
Then I hit the fast route
In the lanes
Push the gas to the floor
Uncle told me don't back down
Nigga we on they ass now
Let's go even the score

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