Текст песни Lonestar Trapstar II - Atex

Where my real ones at
Where my real ones at
Chilling in the back
They chilling with the sack

Aye I'm chilling on the money
I'm focused on the money
Brrrp brrpp get a call
Bitch that's just the money
And I'm already on it
Already on it on it
I wake up early morning
I get up crack of dawning
These motherfuckers yawning
Because they sleeping on me
These motherfuckers yawning
I think they waiting on me
I think they waiting for the Lonestar Trapstar bring the money
And I think that shit funny
Cuz they was joking on me
And now I see 'em in the street man I be acting dummi
Like you don't even know me
Like we not even homies
I know if we went back in time you'd wish that you could owe me
Like you could know me, know me
But you don't know me, know me

And I don't need no paper, to tell you you a caper
I got real people serving life, I got people no papers
And I got people, dawg, waiting on the ice
And I got people, dawg, they serving life
I said it twice, like they died twice
If they could, I bet they'd try to kill my twice
Man I'm tryna shed some light, on this mic
Sometimes I feel all I got inside my spine
Like, all I got is spite
In my spine
That shit hold me up, it tries to break me down
But I cannot let it win
I might sin
But my uncle said I gotta do it big, man
I might just got the distance
No resistance
I might just go handle all my business
Fuck your feelings
Fuck your feelings
I know that they mad cuz they not winning
That's a given
I hadda go hard, man for them digits
Ain't no given
I'm doing this shit right for my children
In my kitchen
Ain't no bitching
Get the fuck from here cuz y'all some snitches
Fuck them snitches

Huh they sleep
Huh they sleep