(Southside on the track)

I've been trappin' in the streets, hard for me to change up
Stay quiet, don't speak, 'cause there's niggas I don't trust
Catch me fly Fashion Week, just know I keep that thing tucked
Feds goin' on a raid now 'cause a nigga goin' up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
No cap, I can't sleep, money keep me up
Put the diamonds in the safe when a nigga 'bout to fuck
Still trappin' in the streets now, hard for me to change up
Just try me and you'll see now, I ain't never change up

Yeah, sellin' bag after bag, burnt through the stash
Call up the plug, order more gas
Only the high grade, you keep the trash
And if you try play me, then I'm on your ass
Bitch, I'm from the gutter, talkin' right from underneath
Used to have faces on the ground, right under my sneaks
Now there's a line at the door just for beats
Now everybody love me, they wanna fuck with me
Pussy, I can't trust you, bitch
Now they all on my dick
Don't have siblings, so just to miss me with that brother shit

I've been trappin' in the streets, hard for me to change up
Stay quiet, don't speak, 'cause there's niggas I don't trust
Catch me fly Fashion Week, just know I keep that thing tucked
Feds goin' on a raid now 'cause a nigga goin' up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
No cap, I can't sleep, money keep me up
Put the diamonds in the safe when a nigga 'bout to fuck
Still trappin' in the streets now, hard for me to change up
Just try me and you'll see now, I ain't never change up

No sunshine when you from the streets
Find shells on the ground, no beach
Every Christmas steady lackin', guess Santa didn't fuck with me
Thanksgiving was my favorite, grew up on EBT
Yeah, I grew up from the gutter, talkin' fast, a nigga used to stutter
Papi taught me Spanish, he a cutter
Taught me how to milk the block, grab that motherfucker by the udders
If we got a leak, I put him under
No time for the games
Gotta get this ticket
Tryna buy this pot
'Cause I never had one to piss in

I've been trappin' in the streets, hard for me to change up
Stay quiet, don't speak, 'cause there's niggas I don't trust
Catch me fly Fashion Week, just know I keep that thing tucked
Feds goin' on a raid now 'cause a nigga goin' up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
No cap, I can't sleep, money keep me up
Put the diamonds in the safe when a nigga 'bout to fuck
Still trappin' in the streets now, hard for me to change up
Just try me and you'll see now, I ain't never change up

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Frank Nitty, Joel Estevan Castillo, Joshua Luellen, Morrae Ruffin