Stuck

Paid vats for the lean that's about ten pounds when I take one sip

Racks on my neck that's about four-oh, don't talk 'bout drip

Stuck in the trap but I will not stress 'cause I'll soon be rich

Back in the days with the bros on toes playing ding-dong-ditch

Name ring bells in the city I'm known

Shank on my waist plus brodie got the chrome

Can't miss one call when my bro phone's home

Never had a boss so I'm doing shit alone

Took L's and I'm pissed, 'bout twenty on my wrist

I plan for a milli when I'm looking at my list

Got him no assist I be swerving through the mist

Got keys of the brown I ain't talking 'bout crisp

Forty K neck piece walking in the tech fleece

They talking on the net but in the flesh can't check me

Will I make a milli off of rap? Well, let's see

BM on my case talking shit, don't stress me

Room full with bad B's, side pals, trap piece

Only paid the whip but my neck that's all tax-free

A few years back we was trapping out of taxis

Two lines wocky better measure it exactly

Paid vats for the lean that's about ten pounds when I take one sip

Racks on my neck that's about four-oh, don't talk 'bout drip

Stuck in the trap but I will not stress 'cause I'll soon be rich

Back in the days with the bros on toes playing ding-dong-ditch