Trap And A Dream (Explicit) - A$AP Ferg/Meek Mill
Written by：Darold Brown
Yeah yeah
Pray to the trap
Pray for the trap
Send them niggas to the hood pope
My synagogue right in the ghetto
Off the dome I'm killin' niggas
But the pen game on a different level
One trap with a big dream
I go hard won't ever settle
Go in for the kill what they taught me
Boy I'm movin' that shark tank
In this b**ch like I'm Clark Kent
Got a deal with the devil like y'all say
It's for the love of the money what y'all think
F**k a wack b**ch what I won't do
Make a bill with these vocals
And the pro tools thought I told you
Pedal or metal I try to slow down but I can't
F**kin' yo b**ch and she kissin' the dick
And I'm startin' to feel like I'm tank
Chasin' the commas on commas
Embracing the drama that come with the fame
Put that on my momma the llama
It hit ya designer in part of your brain so stay in ya lane
Huh yeah I'm f**kin' your b**ch in a park
I bust in her mouth cause she parched
She throwin' it back with an arch
You cuffin' that b**ch like a narc
Ooh boy I don't wanna start
Two birds on my boat I'mma start
I'm kinda like noah's ark
I am leaving this earth with a mark
I ain't got time for you marks
I aim at your head like a dart
He lay on the street with a chart
Spike on his head like he Bart
I'd rather be chasin' the cream
Trappin' and trappin' I never be slackin'
I'm countin' a million a dream
Trap and a dream trap and a dream
I had a trap and a dream trap and a dream
One trap and a dream trap and a dream
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
Trap and a dream trap and a dream
I had a trap and a dream trap and a dream
One trap and a dream trap and a dream
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
Uh yeah
Trap and a dream uh mac with the beam yeah
Left Hollywood damn back to the fiends woo
Pull up in my hood skrt skrt and back to the scene hoo
In the back like a spleen hoo hunnid racks in my jeans aw yeah
Know a couple niggas want me dead in my hood
Do some charity I put some bread in my hood
P**sy niggas snitchin' got the feds in my hood
It's like all the real niggas really dead in my hood
I been runnin' it up f**kin' it up plenty
Hop out the spur jump in the truck Bentley
Neosporin I'm in the cut chilly
Mask on mask off reppin' my set philly
I got thrity-six O's we gone put it on a roll
That boy silent never told f**kin' models out the vogue
And I rock a lot of gold all these diamonds on me froze
I called papi for the low he gon' drop it lord knows
I got a
Trap and a dream trap and a dream
I had a trap and a dream trap and a dream
One trap and a dream trap and a dream
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
Trap and a dream trap and a dream
I had a trap and a dream trap and a dream
One trap and a dream trap and a dream
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
