Untrapped (feat. Estelle)

These tears I cry sure won't be the last

It sure won't be the last

Hey rest in peace to Nip

Aye the album was done, I had to go back in on this shit

See I fee even more trapped

I said it never seems to pass me by

Yuh

Where'd we start off? How'd we go wrong?

Niggas risk it all to put a nigga name in his song

Niggas fighting over blocks that we don't even own

Leave the house to get a bag and never make it back home

Bulletproof truck, I'm full time rapping

I wasn't living like this when I was still trapping

Son seen me shed a tear like "Daddy, what happened?"

I'm like "Daddy aight but Daddy don't know what's gon' happen"

Niggas rapping gangster lyrics and thinking it's cool

Til you the suspect or victim they post on the news

So the dope that you selling the dope that you use

Y'all made popping pills cool, you niggas confused

I'm a true independent, you niggas should listen

Rather record label or not, I was investing my millions

I spent millions on my artists and did it consistently

If it ain't real boss talk nigga watch how you mention me

Real estate got it checked, 20 mil on that

30 in the bank, I'm 50 off, I'm still at that

I seen a hundred bricks, I had a hundred dracos with a hundred shots

But til I see that hundred mil ain't really did nothing, nigga

I ain't impressed by a killer

I'm impressed by a hustler who's

Taking care of his mother and his brother

And his significant other

Put his niggas in position to show 'em he love 'em

This pain inside

Hey you know I just moved to LA right

So I had to ride down Crenshaw just to see it for myself

Damn

See I had a call back home too said shit ain't lookin' good

Life

I just paid 8 mill to the IRS

I don't agree but then again you can say I'm blessed

Late night no sleep, you can say I'm stressed

Bruh called say he fighting for his life, say less

Quarter mil to the lawyer, straight cash no check

Never lied to my niggas, I'ma stand on that

I done cried to my niggas

'Cause real brothers really love each other and nobody threats

I just went to Jay house, got hit with reality

I got a long way to go for real, this shit baffling

90 mil on a crib and he not an athlete

If I don't make it for my family this shit gon' be a tragedy

I'm tryna live life and make sure they proud of me

I give no energy to critics or niggas who doubted me

I'm a black owned business owner, entrepreneur

We all from the gutter, from the mud, from the sewer

Send a text to Meek, told him move safe

Send a text to Youngsta, I'm checking on your case

Send a text to Bagg, boy you on your way

Don't get caught up in these streets, you one hit away

I sit down with Bloc tell him you

Young but you gotta take this shit serious

Life bout more than guns, hoes, and a lot of jewelry

I just hope that they hearing me, I love these niggas dearly

They like "Gotti you changed," yeah I call it maturity

I gotta get to the bag, and these labels be fearing me

Five million in watches, and no stones in the jewelry

FN on me nigga, I'm securing security

I'm tryna get a hundred mil, fuck facing a jury

Nigga think all that lil shit you doing cool

Til it's you versus the motherfuckin' federal government nigga

Then what?

Then what you lil niggas gonna do?

Start telling every motherfuckin' thing you know, huh

That ain't a real nigga, that ain't no gangsta shit

All these niggas on Instagram posting

Their motherfuckin' business and shit

Draco this, [?]

And they gon' be the first nigga to

Rat on a nigga, you know what I'm saying

Whole social media shit the police nigga

When you niggas gon' wake up nigga

Still telling on yourself

Where they do that it?

This rich gangsta shit forever