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LOLO - Lolo Back 2 the Trap Lyrics



LOLO - Lolo Back 2 the Trap Lyrics




Love don't make you money and that's a matter of fact
Tryna make this money, tryna get to the bag
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Ma nigga copped a new coupie'
Lemmie take a spinny spin
These are Germans we ain't into renting shit
Snake or a friend do you know what the difference is
I used to carry tools just to settle my differences
Were you really in the field, were you there in the thick a things
I used to hustle for a pound, for chips and chicken wings
3 Wings and chips, breakfast lunch n dinny dins
He pulled up in a Audi Oooo now they feelin' him

The hood don't love you , wake up and stay woke
The hood'll snitch on you and say you're the one moving cro
I'm rich in the mind I could never be broke
I don't need a bag a man, I got this all my own
Came outta jail , had to build me a phone
No help from my parents had to grind on my own
Mummy kicked me out , had to sleep in the bando
Late nights I had to sleep wit a shank bro

Love don't make you money and that's a matter of fact
Tryna make this money , tryna get to the bag
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Ma nigga pulled up to the function in a f*ck off whip
Lately I've been on some f*ck off shit
I don't need no help, I can handle my biz
I need to levitate, let me light up a spliff
I'm the uni plug need a 2 for a niff
I don't do benz's what the f*ck did you think
Love don't make you money so don't fall for that shit
You are what you think so mind how you think

Don't ever try to rob me Oo naa no son
You think ya hit the lotto boy, na no don
I don't really like to beef but don't test me son
I ain't feeling your vans it ain't persie son
Trappin 24s I was rocking the same clothes
Living off a noodles, no money for Nando's
Undies on my case, had enough a the obo
And there ain't nuttin worse than a fed in his own clothes

Love don't make you money and that's a matter of fact
Tryna make this money, tryna get to the bag
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
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Love don't make you money and that's a matter of fact
Tryna make this money, tryna get to the bag
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Ma nigga copped a new coupie'
Lemmie take a spinny spin
These are Germans we ain't into renting shit
Snake or a friend do you know what the difference is
I used to carry tools just to settle my differences
Were you really in the field, were you there in the thick a things
I used to hustle for a pound, for chips and chicken wings
3 Wings and chips, breakfast lunch n dinny dins
He pulled up in a Audi Oooo now they feelin' him

The hood don't love you , wake up and stay woke
The hood'll snitch on you and say you're the one moving cro
I'm rich in the mind I could never be broke
I don't need a bag a man, I got this all my own
Came outta jail , had to build me a phone
No help from my parents had to grind on my own
Mummy kicked me out , had to sleep in the bando
Late nights I had to sleep wit a shank bro

Love don't make you money and that's a matter of fact
Tryna make this money , tryna get to the bag
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Ma nigga pulled up to the function in a f*ck off whip
Lately I've been on some f*ck off shit
I don't need no help, I can handle my biz
I need to levitate, let me light up a spliff
I'm the uni plug need a 2 for a niff
I don't do benz's what the f*ck did you think
Love don't make you money so don't fall for that shit
You are what you think so mind how you think

Don't ever try to rob me Oo naa no son
You think ya hit the lotto boy, na no don
I don't really like to beef but don't test me son
I ain't feeling your vans it ain't persie son
Trappin 24s I was rocking the same clothes
Living off a noodles, no money for Nando's
Undies on my case, had enough a the obo
And there ain't nuttin worse than a fed in his own clothes

Love don't make you money and that's a matter of fact
Tryna make this money, tryna get to the bag
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap

Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
Back 2 the trap, back 2 the trap
I quit my 9 to 5 then went back 2 the trap
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Writer: D Lawal
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