Strapped

Window down and we're caught in flight

Window down and we're caught in flight

Window down and we're caught in flight

You can let the breeze, let the breeze cool you

Yeah, shit fell up in my lap

I was sellin' packs

I wouldn't really worry 'bout no raps

I was movin' straps

This is all facts (Way way back nigga)

Me and Dame tried it to the max 'cause these monkeys on our back

Anything bling gettin' snatched

Nah nah nah nah nah nah, fuck that Twelv

Don't talk to these niggas, nah, now it's time to show these niggas. Show these niggas like a movie, nigga!

Yeah, this shit fell up in my lap

I was sellin' packs

I wouldn't really worry 'bout no raps

I was movin' straps

This is all facts

Me and Dame tried it to the max

Got these monkeys on our backs

Anything bling? gettin' snatched

If it's what I've seen then it's taxed

You can ask who was on they ass, I was livin' fast

Fuck a casket, had a mask and a automatic

Wasn't safe, no cameras, no case

And every ghetto nigga pump strays

Had to duck a few, now I'm at the W

Prolly light up a few if I'm feeling comfortable

Paranoia got me watching all my friends

I make it out this Hell I'll never sin again

It's probably a lie 'cause I'd do it all again

'Cause everything I've done gave me fuel just to win

Gotta peep the vision

If there's a monster inside of here

Well I'm gonna keep it clear

I wish it would take all these things and go

There's no more we need to know

We fade out

See Dame got shot, then he got locked up

Pootie got popped, then she got knocked up

I was on the block, choc'd, all rocked up

Now I'm with The Mob, Diddy woppin' with some Clockers

Ask who can stop us, hoppin' out with choppers

Poppin' like we Poppa 'cause we got this city rockin'

'pproach us? ain't an option

All this pain, all this fame, got me drinkin' all this 'pagne

In the club to myself

Thinkin' 'bout the days I was stealth

I was in the hall raisin' Hell

Young 12, frame a little frail, but I had the belt

Loudmouth nigga, but I'm down to make you melt

Hot Boy, rollin' with the Juveniles

Prolly with a shooter now, got a new Ruger now

'Cause Life's a bitch, and I'm goin' through it now

Everyday's do or die, hesitate, lose it now

If there's a monster inside of here

Well I'm gonna keep it clear

I wish it would take all these things and go

There's no more we need to know

We fade out

If there's a monster inside of here

Well I'm gonna keep it clear

I wish it would take all these things and go

There's no more we need to know