Back to the Trap (feat. Calboy) Video (MV)

I had some people folding on me
I put my money right back in the trap
How could you say you in love me
I know a lie and s*** really cap
B***** they only want luxury
F***** wit bums and that s*** really sad
I know some streets cold thats a fact
I know these h*** cold thats a fact
I know the pain always come back

Late night Im creeping
Late night wit em demons
Adderall no sleeping
Thats a funeral each evening
Hunting ops by the season
And we blinded by that reason
But i dont know where to go
I been so low
S*** Aint easy
I Had to put in a lotta of my blood
For this s***
I been working it over time
I got some enemies
Coming for me
But i been from the dirt and i gotta shine
I put my heart in a b****
And she dubbed me
I should known better like every time
I lost my bro
To the sound of a gun
And he told me i gotta go get whats mine
Get me whats mine yea
B***** played me n they lie yea
Grandma sick she might die yea
Give a f*** about diamonds
Take ya chain your pockets
Ops round we gon pop yea
Pain run in these blocks yea
But i dont think i could stop yea

I got some enemies sitting on me and they wanna do this s*** like every time
I put my heart ina b**** and they always gon play me i know this s*** every time
I want some diamonds they really be shinin I know i gotta hit it like every time
Like every time

I had some people folding on me
I put my money right back in the trap
How could you say you in love me
I know a lie and s*** really cap
B***** they only want luxury
F***** wit bums and that s*** really sad
I know some streets cold thats a fact
I know these h*** cold thats a fact
I know the pain always come back

Calboy
I know some n***** that folded
N***** they write and they told me that
I keep the glizzy its loaded
N***** wan tweak and i blow it yea
Slept in the trap i found my purpose
I know that all these b****** worthless
B****** they love me think im perfect
Hop in that foreign get to swerving (Hey hey hey hey)
In the kitchen with the pot goin crazy
Buncha swervos f*** you pay me
Shawty up the deuce deuce like KD
And that pack in the mail like DaBaby
And we still got the crack like the 80s
And I show no love so the b**** wont play me
Gotta grip my gun so these n***** cant take me
Rolling off my drugs young n**** get faded
Made it off the block im chosen
I was really in the field bend a block
Watch I score like Derozan
From the basement we aint have s*** we was living with the roaches
Young boss n**** b**** im self made I aint need a bunch of coaches
Talking street life we gon catch em down bad we gon leave a n**** toasted
Pray to my god before i go to sleep
(Go to sleep)
Feeling this pain so i wrote poetry
(Poetry)
And i like diamonds so she notice me
(So she notice me)
I cant trust em they might fold on me
(Fold on me)

I had some people folding on me
I put my money right back in the trap
How could you say you in love me
I know a lie and s*** really cap
B***** they only want luxury
F***** wit bums and that s*** really sad
I know some streets cold thats a fact
I know these h*** cold thats a fact
I know the pain always come back