Cheese & Rats(TRAP) Lyrics

Stay focused, stay hungry

And most of all, stay humble

Let's go

These niggas be rats, that ain't no fiction, it's fact

You hear the pain in my voice that come from years on the mat

And the years before that was on the flow in that trap

Either that or poppin' out the cut and makin' shit crack

Instagram get you indicted cuz keep it in the streets

Shit get real, they quick to tell it, testify on their OGs

Niggas scared to lose they bitch, they know she fuckin' off for free

But she was doin' that already, so why the fuck you told on me

Shit so crazy, read them papers, couldn't believe it

Was my niggas be so quick to talk that gangster shit

But go and grab a pencil, you a rat, you a Tekashi

I should pop you like a pimple

But your mama like my mama, so that shit ain't all that simple

Spent some years chasin' cheese, duckin' rats

Thinkin' to myself like, damn, why the fuck they call it trap

Same nigga you bring up, gon' be the one to hold you back

Any real nigga know that what I'm speakin' on is fact

Shit hurt me to my heart, I read them papers with them names

Supposed to be my brother, but right now you just a shame

Can't look you in your eye, now I just look at you as lame

I'm just gon' charge it to the game, but pussy, please stay in your lane

I spent some years chasin' cheese, duckin' rats

Thinkin' to myself like, damn, why the fuck they call it trap

I spent some years chasin' cheese, duckin' rats

Thinkin' to myself like, damn, why the fuck they call it trap

Can't get caught up in the mix again, the first time was on me

Had to learn from my mistake and that was fuckin' with these streets

My mistake was thinkin' niggas was gon' keep it real as me

My mistake was thinkin' niggas was gon' practice what they preach

Some of y'all still got a point to prove

I just got too much to lose when I had nothin'

I was quick to put something on the news

So what I look like goin' back forever forward, nigga

Youngins got to tell em' chill, they wanna do it for a, nigga

Told them that we all got roles to play, but it ain't shit fake

Ain't no spendin' money pointlessly, put that on your plate

Put some shit together, go in buy a mansion with a gate

Cause in the streets, it ain't no future but a case or Section 8

Spent some years chasin' cheese, duckin' rats, thinkin' to myself like

Damn, why the fuck they call it trap

Same nigga you bring up, gon' be the one to hold you back

Any real nigga know that what I'm speakin' on is fact

Shit hurt me to my heart, I read them papers with them names

Supposed to be my brother, but right now you just a shame

Can't look you in your eye, now I just look at you as lame

Just gon' charge it to the game, but pussy, please stay in your lane

I spent some years chasin' cheese, duckin' rats, thinkin' to myself like

Damn, why the fuck they call it trap

Spent some years chasin' cheese, duckin' rats, thinkin' to myself like

Damn, why the fuck they call it trap