Trap Money (feat. Thi'sl & Young Noah)

Trap money good but the wrath only pilin'...
 Trap money good but the wrath only pilin'...
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 Trap money good but the wrath only pilin'...
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 He say he paid the cost to be the boss
 He want that new bent, top off
 He say he burn the block, hot sauce
 He say the world is his but look at what it cost
 See his daddy was a dope boy
 Uncle was a dope boy
 Brother was a dope boy
 Sister was a dope girl
 Cousin was a dope boy
 Only thing that he knew was dope boy
 Now everybody that I named in jail or dead
 It's like the devil putting that money on they head
 See the trap money good
 But the wrath is pillin'
 You and god got beef
 You don't want them problems
 Cause why we getting fast that money good
 But believe me it won't help you when they put you in that wood
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 Back in the day I had a lot of pay
 But then I got saved
 Took a pay cut by the way I'm still blessed
 Money can solve some problems but if you on the wrong side
 Of when he crack that sky it's gonna be grotesque
 It's gonna be a hot mess
 Surrounded by dead flesh eternally hopeless
 You better listen to the sound of the Holy Ghost
 Stumping bumping jumping up in your chest
 That money won't last it'll pass like gas
 It'll fade like grass fast
 Whiplash in your face like car crash
 If you keep on living in darkness
 Homeboy I know you ain't heartless
 Rick Ross done fed you that garbage
 This is not a diss
 This is just a word for the dope boy
 Trapping and rapping dealing with life challenges
 All I'm trying to tell them is
 They can be better than they can be better men
 Lawyers doctors high school letter men
 Why are you settling for the same thing locked up your partner them
 Why would you follow them, why would you model them
 They ain't did nothing but fail
 Jesus Christ I pray you follow him
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 I see you in these streets out here trying to get it
 You never sleep trying to triple your diggets
 I know your model is money over everything
 Mr. Ice cream man moving hurricane
 You got that trap money, got you feeling hood rich
 Got you feeling good with
 Racks on racks and hood chicks
 But after that you could get
 Caught up with some fed time
 Or god forbid they hit the kid with rad-di-tat tat bed time
 Or worst than that you keep trapping
 Oscar winner keep acting
 Like you don't hear the lord calling
 One day he's gon' wreak havoc
 Ask the real Rick Ross
 All that money can get lost
 God's gon' ask how you respond to his son on a bloody cross
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