3 for 40

[Verse]

Trap boy ain't nobody stopping this

With the ball I'm like Novak Djokovic

Still scoring points, still scoring points

Numbers don't lie you can check the scoreboard

Feds on my case but I'm blessed B

If you really got a case then arrest me

Take me for a mug you won't forget me

Cah man will put on any mug like Tetley

And I just wanna live before my funeral

But when they see you doing well they wan get rid of you

And I was on my face, back against the ropes

And now I'm on my toes, back up on my throne

My nigga got some years cah he never told

And up until this day he tells me that he doesn't know

And I ain't tryna preach who am I to you

But if you listen close, you might learn a thing or two

School of hard knocks, learnt a thing or two

The way you work under pressure is so crucial

Cah niggas getting dropped, bodies piling up

And all these niggas snitching they ain't adding up

And shawty wanna fuck, I don't give a fuck

Everybody's on your case but that ain't good enough

Cos I can never love if there's no trust

But I can make you fall in love girl trust

I'm a trappin ass nigga, never get it twist

Nothin was the same when I sold my first brick

I just took a loss and I got it all back

Just done a wash and I got it all back

I believe in magic turn this raw into some crack

Abracadabra I turn this crack into some cash

One trap

Two trap

Three trap

Four

I just came home and I'm tryna build more

I got shit that I ain't proud of but we all do

When you gettin money fast they applaud you

Use her kitchen twice a week now she want new shoes

But when you callin from the blue phone they ignore you

I'm tryna get my shit together but I love trappin

If I put the pyrex down then I'm kidnappin

Look probation in the eye and tell a porky

I'm bout to hit the strip and push this 3 for 40

Yeahhh

Hustle through the street

7 days a week

Lock behind the door this is all because of me

You say that's your man I send that boy out on a v

I had time to burn I made thousands off a burn

I just got a 3, coulda been worse

SL came on the wing he said your line number still work

I just spoke to [?], he said we charging for a verse

2018 what a blessing and a curse

Up and down, on the M-Way like a yo-yo

He a baby he still fightin over postcodes

Set up shop in every city like I'm tesco

He say he tryna get some money I said lets go

I [?] work and we can go halves on a rental

You like it buss down, I prefer presidential

And I can't lie I still got feelings for my old chick

But I'm gettin new money and I'm coping