Respect Fredo Santana (Ft. Lil Reese)

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Money, power, respect, that’s all a nigga know
I got junkies at my door, I sell a lot of coke
So much dope, so much coke
Trapping can’t get old
It’s that real trap music, man don’t get exposed
Money, power, respect, that’s all a nigga know
I got junkies at my door, I sell a lot of coke
So much dope, so much coke
Trapping can’t get old
It’s that real trap music, man don’t get exposed

[Verse 1: Lil Reese]
All these fufu ass niggas, man just move around
If staining up was a sport, I would be up, God damn!
We ain’t wifing these hoes, cause we don’t give a damn
Getting money was a sport, I would be up some fam
Better stay up in your lane cause we don’t give a damn
My youngins with the shits, bitch we don’t give a damn
I say this 30 that I'm blowing it'll lay em down
I keep my circle close cause I don’t fuck around

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Money, power, respect, that’s all a nigga know
I got junkies at my door, I sell a lot of coke
So much dope, so much coke
Trapping can’t get old
It’s that real trap music, man don’t get exposed
Money, power, respect, that’s all a nigga know
I got junkies at my door, I sell a lot of coke
So much dope, so much coke
Trapping can’t get old
It’s that real trap music, man don’t get exposed