trap madonna - joshuabakermusic lyrics
said you want the smoke
you gettin blasted off the glock
it was like we at the park the way he jumpin table tops
now that f*ckin cracka gone
and look his b*tch just gave me top
all my rap is real
but yet the fake get paid to pop
said you want the smoke
you gettin blasted off the glock
it was like we at the park the way he jumpin table tops
now that f*ckin cracka gone
and look his b*tch just gave me top
all my rap is real
but yet the fake get paid to pop
gettin hot up in this b*tch i’m boutta air it out
i been chillin at the mall the b*tches starin now
if you tryna build a house then imma tear it down
heard you talkin bout the opps i got the whereabouts
(ay, ay, ay)
they told me change my look but i don’t wanna
i might f*ck around and smoke inside a sauna
all yall rap is fake be usin fillers
trap madonna
i don’t really give a f*ck about these rappers i’ll be honest!
haters try to f*ck me up but they all useless
makin comments bout my music and they’re stupid
i don’t really give a d*mn about the new sh*t
changin up the vibe the way i do sh*t
i been spittin facts they assumin
gettin smacked!
heavy on the gas
f*ckin rolling up and or straight up loading up the pack
i ain’t hangin wit ya boy because that cracka f*ckin wack
(yeah that cracka f*ckin wack)
like i’m rappin off the grid
they can’t find where i been comin from
you know i will survive
but i ain’t livin in the woods
i’m the train that f*ckin could i’m finna make it to the top
climbin up the ladder i ain’t ever finna drop
(i’m the train that f*ckin could i’m finna make it to the top)
(said you want the smoke you gettin blasted off the glock)
(climbin up the ladder i ain’t ever finna drop)
said you want the smoke
you gettin blasted off the glock
it was like we at the park the way he jumpin table tops
now that f*ckin cracka gone
and look his b*tch just gave me top
all my rap is real
but yet the fake get paid to pop
said you want the smoke
you gettin blasted off the glock
it was like we at the park the way he jumpin table tops
now that f*ckin cracka gone
and look his b*tch just gave me top
all my rap is real
but yet the fake get paid to pop
i don’t know why they try to talk
when they don’t even f*ckin know me
say i don’t know what i’m sayin
but like a bag my boys are toting
f*ckin knowin and you duck
you tell me i can’t rap but you suck
a cart inside my hat thats what i meaan when keep it tucked
don’t you tell me sh*t yeah i don’t need no f*ckin critics
i been doin this my self i might need work and i admit it
i’m just tellin yall the truth on how i’ve the been the way i’m feelin this sh*ts a therapeutic way to talk bout what i’m dealing with
now i’m goin off the dome i hope you feelin it
runnin up this beat i feel i k!lled it
straight up smokin on this pack yeah i feel it
yeah i feel it
(yeah i feel it)
said you want the smoke
you gettin blasted off the glock
it was like we at the park the way he jumpin table tops
now that f*ckin cracka gone
and look his b*tch just gave me top
all my rap is real
but yet the fake get paid to pop
said you want the smoke
you gettin blasted off the glock
it was like we at the park the way he jumpin table tops
now that f*ckin cracka gone
and look his b*tch just gave me top
all my rap is real
but yet the fake get paid to pop
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