Lyrics

[Verse]
Corner store dreams, posted by the light pole,
Whip it in the kitchen, got the pot on full control.
Phone doing numbers, fiends tapping on my line,
Came from the mud, now the wrist gotta shine.

[Chorus]
Trap phone ringing, that's the anthem of the block,
Runners on the move, dodging twelve, dodge the ops.
Hundred on the dash, stash hidden in the whip,
This the life we chose, every day we taking risks.

[Verse 2]
Block hot, but the work ice cold, no delay,
Chopper by the mattress, in case they wanna play.
Duck the blue lights, gotta stay up out the cage,
In the trap house, counting up this dirty wage.

[Bridge]
Shadows in the alley, whispers in the dark,
Loyalty’s a weapon, gotta know who’s in your heart.
Chains heavy now, but the weight don't compare,
To the stress on my soul, and the demons in the air.

[Verse 3]
Packs flipping daily, got the scale doing math,
Money multiplying, took the struggle off the path.
From a shoebox stash to a duffle full of dreams,
But the game ain't sweet, snakes lurking in the team.

[Chorus]
Trap phone ringing, that's the anthem of the block,
Runners on the move, dodging twelve, dodge the ops.
Hundred on the dash, stash hidden in the whip,
This the life we chose, every day we taking risks.