Trappin Ain’t Cool

[Intro: Nines]

I grind from monday to sunday

[Chorus: Nines & Maestro La Forge]

Same shit everyday my moneys going up and down

I'm tryna turn my luck around

Trappin ain't cool no more

Trappin ain't cool no more

And now I'm getting old

And I'm still on the road

And I ain't rich yet, all these Z'eds that ive sold

Trappin ain't cool no more

Trappin ain't cool no more

[Verse 1: Nines]

Niggas dying over dumb war

Every other month feds flying off my moms door

My lines tapped so I hate the phone

Hug my mom cause theres a chance that i might not make it home

Them foes wanna clap me

Hoes tryna trap me

Can't buy a mansion with my dough cause its tax free

I still can't believe my nigga stylies gone

And what hurts me the most, is that life goes on

Uh I dont wanna see my friends die

All my niggas doing 30 hold your head high

Them OG's used to have benzes and porshes

Blew all their money in the the booky shop on horses

I lost 90gs I help but screw my face

This shits hot, I gotta move my base

Jamming with the mandem saturday night

Done the same thing last week this can't be life

[Chorus: Nines & Maestro La Forge]

Same shit everyday my moneys going up and down

I'm tryna turn my luck around

Trappin ain't cool no more

Trappin ain't cool no more

And now I'm getting old

And I'm still on the road

And I ain't rich yet, all these Z'eds that ive sold

Trappin ain't cool no more

Trappin ain't cool no more

[Verse 2: Nines]

Uh, my nigga would have made a mil

If he never go to pen

Now hes back on the come up selling o's again

Its like these niggas grind to stunt on a bitch

And i dont know who it is yet but someones a snitch

Inhale the crow, Its boring inside

Jamming on the block cause i ain't got nowhere else to go

Its the path we chose

These niggas and these hoes show we love

Its all faker than market clothes

These niggas see the cars and ice and think my

Lifes rosey but its far from nice

I used to wanna be everybodys friend

Now they wanna know me cause im a legend in the ends

Uh tryna stay on my grind

I gotta spray my nine

Its like everyday im in a different state of mind

You niggas see the way my bracelet shine

My phones ringing right now, Rack wants a nine

[Chorus: Nines & Maestro La Forge]

Same shit everyday my moneys going up and down

I'm tryna turn my luck around

Trappin ain't cool no more

Trappin ain't cool no more

And now I'm getting old

And I'm still on the road

And I ain't rich yet, all these Z'eds that ive sold

Trappin ain't cool no more

Trappin ain't cool no more