Azmic Wonder - Not Real Trap (feat. Jackson Metaphor) Lyrics

Hearts Go Deep, that's a Record
Not Real Trap na, so we rapping
Rapping
Na na na, uh nah

First things first, this ain't real trap
Not real trap and the rap so good big, c4
See a lotta tapes, but it ain't real
But a fake elevated by the dreams, on a television man I know how you feel
Like a rap in a trap and I know for a fact
When this gone drop I'm the hottest boy on the block
We rose in parks in spite the fact we spark
Ooh
My people rare, scale, don't compare me there
Honestly
I'm a little wicked
I just want a lot beeee, I'm getting itches
And her thighs a little biggie
Someone I could beget with
I know a girl Bridgette
Hi, hallo
I just want a photograph
No lie, you can ask the polygraph

Na na na na nah this ain't real trap
Na na na na nah you ain't ish hoe
You and that hoe, all about dough
Work for it
Na na na na nah I don't like ya'll
Ain't no joke yo, get to stepping
Na na na na na, na nah
Na na this ain't real trap
Not real trap but the rap is back
Na na na na na, na nah
Not real trap but the rap comes first
Hey
I just, my name is rap
Oh is your baby Not Real Trap
Yay
Not real trap but the rap is back
Na na nah
Not real trap but the rap is back

First things first, this ain't real rap
This ain't real trap, I don't know what the f*ck it is man
To hell with the fame gimme cheese man
Check the skill man, keep it real man
I don't really trust nobody, I'd rather die alone that's nothing
You bitches are liars and snakes, I see you all the time that's nothing
Niggas are faking too that's nothing, I light up a joint and relax
Ain't got time to be stressing bout X, you don't follow the rules I replace
I might reconsider and I smash, but after that then I pass
Do not bother to call me or text yes
Keeping it G the whole time, smoking holybudda you just reading lines
You should quit lines and I'm telling you straight like 9'9
This is Jackson you should come by, I just live here 1075 Chiatown
If you gotta problem come by
Mee and Azmic got it onetime
Childishildish a Mafia a punchline
I'm ill with the raps like I'm touchline, fist and a margin punchline
I'm schooling these niggas like up-line
I'm the lifeline onetime, born in Chiawelo Soweto
I'm 1818 onetime, I'm done with the verse bye bye

Na na na na nah this ain't real trap
Na na na na nah you ain't ish hoe
You and that hoe, all about dough
Work for it
Na na na na nah I don't like ya'll
Ain't no joke yo, get to stepping
Na na na na na, na nah
Na na this ain't real trap
Not real trap