Trap Music

[Hook: Hudson East]

I didn't choose this life, see this shit just chose me

Used to be in the ends, now everywhere they know me

I'm still that boy getting dough with my niggas

I lost my friends on the road to some killers

I still keep it 100, yeah, yeah

Now they call me whenever they want me

I'mma take it all the way

I'mma put my city on the map and that's that

[Verse 1: Nines]

Line blowing, no time to sit down

And if the album does numbers, then the prices on the bricks down

Can't take that prick's behaviour

But it's droughty and he helps me get packs like a fitness trainer

Still can't believe the industry let a hustler shine

I'm flying birds, I bust my nine, I'm taking off just in time

Still ain't ready to give up my line

I just hit the booth

Then it's back to flip mode when I bust a rhyme

Trap music, made my nigga lock for fifty racks

Said his P's in my dogs house like Frank Lucas

Most of jail niggas, all they wanna do is chat

Come like bitches on the wing, orange is the new black

My nigga told me quick, I don't need them B flips

Don't worry, I'm on the top of my game like Wii Fit

For the people that said that I'd never prosper

I'm gonna shut down Harlesden

Pouring money out a helicopter

[Hook: Hudson East]

I didn't choose this life, see this shit just chose me

Used to be in the ends, now everywhere they know me

I'm still that boy getting dough with my niggas

I lost my friends on the road to some killers

I still keep it 100, yeah, yeah

Now they call me whenever they want me

I'mma take it all the way

I'mma put my city on the map and that's that

[Verse 2: Nines]

Prada shoes, Burberry coat

It's like these guys prefer me broke

Niggas getting rushed, it was funny but it weren't a joke

Heard they want to run up in the base, it's a myth

Guns all around the house like Mr and Mrs Smith

She said she never met a mobstar

I just spent two thousand on this tux looking like I left the opera

She thinks that I'm a thugged out nigga with P

But I'm really a nice guy like despicable me

Uh, if I'm on a madting, guarantee my niggas on it

Soon buy my mum and aunty benzes with some ribbons on it

Tried to put him on, but he ain't got ambition

Trapstar to rapstar, I'm 'bout to make the transition

Man listen, the world's full of mayhem

My nigga got rushed on cam, now he's on bell for an AM

Grew up in this beef, it ain't my own choice

Can't forget them days in Barnet when I was grinding with my broke boys

[Hook: Hudson East]

I didn't choose this life, see this shit just chose me

Used to be in the ends, now everywhere they know me

I'm still that boy getting dough with my niggas

I lost my friends on the road to some killers

I still keep it 100, yeah, yeah

Now they call me whenever they want me

I'mma take it all the way

I'mma put my city on the map and that's that