sold my soul to da trap

[Intro]
Aye, I sold my soul to the trap
Yeah, I sold my soul to the trap
If it ain't 'bout money I ain't talkin', I ain't tryna rap
Nigga said he spun that Benz, but we all know that nigga cap

[Chorus]
Aye, I sold my soul to the trap
Yeah, I sold my soul to the trap
If it ain't 'bout money I ain't talkin', I ain't tryna rap
Nigga said he spun this bend, but we all know that nigga cap
Watch my brother work that switch, all it take is one tap
In the backseat off the percs, I'm sorry momma, I relapsed
We spin their block, hop out 6 deep and make that nigga run laps
Lil' slime servin' exotic bowls
That shit'll make your lungs collapse
I've been beatin' up the block
I tore up both my shoe strings
Nigga tried to backdoor
Guess we ain't trap all the loose strings
Had to separate from these fuck niggas
And move on to new things
Sorry I ain't took my meds
That's why I'm havin' mood swings

In the jungle with apes and snakes, these niggas call me Tarzan
Nigga tried to come down that one, we gave his ass a hard ban
You would think we Mexican the way we hop out minivan
Every hood been fightin' like the civil war in South Sudan
We been told you that boy pussy should've already fucking knew
This Glock got a couple bodies, but it still shoot like brand new
All this gas inside my lungs I'm choking like a fuckin' jew
I would've killed Adin Ross if I was Zias or B Lou

[Hook]
We still takin' heads off, don't never try reach for no chain
Come from a line of incarceration, my whole dad side in the chains
When I get rich I'm tryna get flexed up, I might go to Johnny Dang
I'm a Philly boul but I shoot, I don't shake my hips or fuckin' tang
Young nigga been gettin' money, but I ain't with the dollar boys
Hop out that car and shoot anything, boy we the real jumpout boys
Come through with drac this shit so loud even the deaf gon' feel the noise
I'm in the real Iraq right bombin' shit give a fuck 'bout Illinois
Nigga wanna be street so bad, that ain't how you was fuckin' raised
I done did a lot of dirt, this shit ain't nothin' I ain't fazed
Pack touch down I get it off, less than a day, the plug amazed
Get some money and then go dick ride, I ain't with the fuckin' glaze

[Bridge]
Yeah, I ain't stuntin' none of that talk
Nigga tried to come around this way
We left his ass in white chalk
He said he wan' ride the wave
Boy there the plank go take the walk
My young nigga been doing hits he tryna increase his draft stock

Yeah, stuck on that hood, stuck on that block
Niggas backdoor kin and switch on they men
You know they ain't really locked
I became a different man
Bitch my world changed when I got locked
I'm backdoor slime gang, speak on the gang
We leave your ass on fox

[Outro]
Yeah, on God
Yeah, yeah, on God
Aye, aye
Aye, put that shit on Klan, bitch
Betrayed gang stick gang shit, nigga
Blood money JumpOutBoyz
Fox26 gang, you know what the fuck going on, nigga
On God

Fuck that! You die motherfucker!