Future Trap - Off the Grid

Times getting hard but a nigga still gettin' it Young rich niggas, in this motherfucker When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas Weighed 1008 grams on the square I got a lower case T across my chest Your crack house doin' numbers then you blessed You move your momma to a crib from the 'jects It's so much alcohol and kush on my breath We prayin' five times a day to catch a plug A few bean pies stashed in the trunk Shoot dice all day and sell dust You loaded up, they talkin' shit, you gone bust Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck What? When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas I thought Ia-la was gone wake up with that Glock, okay though Stash the dope inside a Winnebago in Decatur He got your work, he posted up in the hood Bodago Lil' woadie loading up that yopper before he brush his teeth Gotta roll a backwood up while he count the cheese We on the turf, getting active on the backstreet I'm drinkin' Actavis, the only thing that relax me I'm on drugs, every single day I pop a seal We talk that lingo 'round here, we try to work a deal You pull up round here, they serve you here to Dixie Hill You hit Old Nat'al, I know you gotta see a traphouse Gotta cock it back, gotta hit it shit without When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas You loaded up, they talkin' shit, you gone bust Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck What?

Times ain't hard but a nigga still gettin' it Young rich niggas, in this motherfucker When you wake up before you brush your teeth You grab your strap, nigga Only time you get down on your knees Shooting craps, nigga Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas God blessin' all the trap niggas Weighed 1008 grams on the spot I got a lower case T across my chest Your crack house doin' numbers then you blessed You move your momma to a crib from the 'jects It's so much alcohol and kush on my breath We prayin' five times a day to catch a plug A few beef pies stashed in the trunk Shoot dice all day and sell dust You loaded up, they talkin' shit, you gone bust Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck What? I thought Ia-la was gone wake up with that Glock, okay though Stash the dope inside a Winnebago in Decatur He got your work, he posted up in the hood Bodago Lil' woadie loading up that yopper before he brush his teeth Gotta roll a backwood up while he count the cheese We on the turf, getting active on the backstreet I'm drinkin' Actavis, the only thing that relax me I'm on drugs, every single day I pop a seal We talk that lingo 'round here, we try to work a deal You pull up round here, they serve you here to Dixie Hill You hit on [?] trap house Gotta cock it back, gotta hit it shit without You loaded up, they talkin' shit, you gone bust Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck What?