Trappin' All Year ft. Sovaj & Johny Bondz Lyrics

R.I.P. to all my niggas I lost in the field

Clutchin' on the steel

I know some niggas can relate cause they know how it feel

I swear niggas heart so cold man I got the chills

But I just can't chill

When they kill my nigga, 4-4 when I shed a tear

I swear to God we had a trap jumpin' all year

Niggas know my body, ain't even no discussion

But she ain't givin' head first and bitch we ain't fuckin

Had my shooter spin the block, we see a opp and get the bussin

Hit him in his head and leave him more than a concussion

Shorty wanna cuddle up, but I ain't in the cuffin

Told her that I'm single and I ain't tryna rush it

Money on my mind, every day a new play

If I ain't with the gang, then I'm somewhere out the way

Have Joe line him up if he gettin' out of place

All this money that we makin', we can get your ass erased

Box said, chill cuz, live bout what you rappin

Niggas, they be cappin', they ain't really bout that action

If I ain't in the club, then I'm probably in a telly with a bad

Yellow bone, give a dick, with no affection, none of that

Bitch, I'm in the field like a running back

I tell that bitch if she leave, ain't no comin' back

R.I.P. to all my niggas, I lost in the field

Got me ridin' around smokin', clutchin' on the steel

I know some niggas could relate, cuz they know how it feel

I told my doctor I got pain, I'ma need some pills

I swear, nigga, heart so cold, man, I gotta chill

My momma try to calm me down, but I just can't chill

When they kill my nigga, 4-4when I shed a tear

I swear to God, we had The trap jumpin' all year

We had them hitters on the block, they ready to kill

And if a fuck nigga play, then he know what it is

Even if he don't pull up, we know where he live

Put that nigga on a shirt, now he gotta biz

I had to get my racks up, handle business

Put a tag on your BM's, she a witness

I'm in the city goin' crazy, I ain't finished

Just got a Glock for a nigga on the hit list

R.I.P. to all my niggas, I lost in the field

Got me ridin' around smokin', clutchin' on the steel

I know some niggas could relate, cuz they know how it feel

I told my doctor I got pain, I'ma need some pills

I swear, nigga, heart so cold, man, I gotta chill

My momma try to calm me down, but I just can't chill

When they kill my nigga, 4-4 man I shed a tear

I swear to God, we had a trap jumpin' all year

I been ahead of the mob, I feel like John Gotti

Hit my nigga Joe in that big body

Tell my nigga Macc, what you think about it

Niggas know Johny Bondz, I been bought it

Fuck around, niggas know I been Daddy

Gettin' that paper boy I been bout it

Sexy ass bitch in that hotel lobby

Pull up in the front in that Maserati

Niggas know just how I get right

If the head right, Johny, there every night

B-O-N-D-Z

Throw your hands up if you know me

All about the paper and the C1's

Recognize a real Don when you see one

I repeat to all my niggas, I lost in the field

Got me ridin' around smokin', clutchin' on the steel

I know some niggas couldn't relate, cuz they know how it feel

I told my doctor that I got pain, I'ma need some pills

I swear, nigga, heart so cold, man, I gotta chill

My mama try to calm me down, but I just can't chill

When they kill my nigga, 4-4 when I shed a tear

I swear to God, we had a trap jumpin all year