[Intro: Jeezy & Jill Scott]
It's a trap!
Yo, they still be grindin', and runnin'
Tryin' to get into somethin' or nothin'
I remember them days, when the block got hot, bullets flyin' for the what
It was, like, you ain't, really give a fuck
I'm a sister, mother, I'm your daughter, I'm your lover and I'm
Right here, and I'm sayin' that it's wack sauce
Everything that you do tryna be the boss
You ain't really really doin' it, (nah)
I mean honestly pursuin' it
Ca-cause, if you did you wouldn't be murdering, (your own people like)
Oh ya see, it's a trap, (it's a trap, that's what it's called by the way)
It's a trap
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
It's a trap night nigga, here we go again
Jill left the door wide open, so I'm goin' in, (let's go)
Through a bedroom I could see my momma tears, (tears)
All I smell is hennessey mixed with my momma fears, (yeah)
Please momma don't cry, you know I hate cryin', (cryin')
I try my best not to die, you know I hate dyin', (yeah)
Three eighty for my thirteenth birthday, (birthday)
I promised her I wouldn't let you motherfuckers hurt me, (yeah)
So ya'll get back, Jeezy got a automatic
Everytime I turn the TV on a nigga seein' static, (damn)
Guess they forgot to pay them cable folks
Them niggas in my first class got them cable jokes, (haha)
Open up the frigerator see some old milk
Shit been sittin' so long look like some old silk, (damn)
I've been cursed since the day this earth birthed me
I've been cursed since the day my mother birthed me, (yeah)
And how did I get here in the first place
Oh that's right, see the trap was my birthplace (haha, young)
It's a trap!
Yo, they still be grindin', and runnin'
Tryin' to get into somethin' or nothin'
I remember them days, when the block got hot, bullets flyin' for the what
It was, like, you ain't, really give a fuck
I'm a sister, mother, I'm your daughter, I'm your lover and I'm
Right here, and I'm sayin' that it's wack sauce
Everything that you do tryna be the boss
You ain't really really doin' it, (nah)
I mean honestly pursuin' it
Ca-cause, if you did you wouldn't be murdering, (your own people like)
Oh ya see, it's a trap, (it's a trap, that's what it's called by the way)
It's a trap
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
It's a trap night nigga, here we go again
Jill left the door wide open, so I'm goin' in, (let's go)
Through a bedroom I could see my momma tears, (tears)
All I smell is hennessey mixed with my momma fears, (yeah)
Please momma don't cry, you know I hate cryin', (cryin')
I try my best not to die, you know I hate dyin', (yeah)
Three eighty for my thirteenth birthday, (birthday)
I promised her I wouldn't let you motherfuckers hurt me, (yeah)
So ya'll get back, Jeezy got a automatic
Everytime I turn the TV on a nigga seein' static, (damn)
Guess they forgot to pay them cable folks
Them niggas in my first class got them cable jokes, (haha)
Open up the frigerator see some old milk
Shit been sittin' so long look like some old silk, (damn)
I've been cursed since the day this earth birthed me
I've been cursed since the day my mother birthed me, (yeah)
And how did I get here in the first place
Oh that's right, see the trap was my birthplace (haha, young)
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