King Pwee - Late Night Trappin' Lyrics

Late night trappin boy I hope you got it on you
Cus I know some jackers that just want to get to know you
What you gone do when them niggas run up on you
Boy these streets aint sweet nigga ah smoke you
Aint in my feelings I'm just working on my vocals
Was a pro with that tool before I ever heard of protools
I left that 40 at the crib that bitch old news
I been sliding with that ar since they smoked dude
Real street nigga I can tell you what it be like
Cus I done spent way too many years in this street life
I done walked a 100 miles in my Gnikes
When we was young they told us dream but never dream light
But three niggas in one bed its hard to sleep tight
My cousin peeing in the bed its hard to sleep right
But tell them people to free waterhead and free rickie
Tell em we been touching all the bread we litty
King Wee I'm not ya ordinary street nigga
Na we different
People that don't even know me telling me that they believe in me
When niggas I love don't want to see me winning
But I won't fold or I won't break nigga
Came a long way from ramen noodles to steak dinners
I took the knife right out my back and cut my steak with it
Diamond out the ghetto used to hoop inside a crate in the back of the VA with it
Project baby when I say that shit I mean it
Fall asleep on the preacher cus I'm hangin with the demons
I'm clutching on this fire you try to play me Ima Squeeze it
Yayo told me a nigga touch me he aint gone sleep til they aint breathing
Thinking back when we was kids white tee Jesus pieces
Ecko jeans with the creases white ones underneath it
Now he facing all that time behind that wall I hate to see it
Say if he could start all over he wouldn't change and I believe him
Got a family had to feed 'em got a mama out here that need ya
And ya brother trappin I told him never leave it
I just hope he know this road don't get no easier
Ion want have to bury you I want to see you up
These streets might not love you but somebody do
Don't think ya potna love ya cus he love to up that glock for you
Cus he'll kill ya for he die for you I promise you
This world aint gone stop for you when we come slide on you
Talking hard aint gone save you nigga
And that rod aint gone save you nigga
Ya homeboy aint gone save you nigga
Not even god can come and save you

Late night trappin boy I hope you got it on you
Cus I know some jackers that just want to get to know you
What you gone do when them niggas run up on you
Boy these streets aint sweet nigga ah smoke you
Aint in my feelings I'm just working on my vocals
Was a pro with that tool before I ever heard of protools
I left that 40 at the crib that bitch old news
I been sliding with that ar since they smoked dude
Real street nigga I can tell you what it be like
Cus I done spent way too many years in this street life
I done walked a 100 miles in my Gnikes
When we was young they told us dream but never dream light
But three niggas in one bed its hard to sleep tight
My cousin peeing in the bed its hard to sleep right
But tell them people to free waterhead and free rickie
Tell em we been touching all the bread we litty
King Wee I'm not ya ordinary street nigga
Na we different
People that don't even know me telling me that they believe in me
When niggas I love don't want to see me winning
But I won't fold or I won't break nigga
Came a long way from ramen noodles to steak dinners
I took the knife right out my back and cut my steak with it
Diamond out the ghetto used to hoop inside a crate in the back of the VA with it
Project baby when I say that shit I mean it
Fall asleep on the preacher cus I'm hangin with the demons
I'm clutching on this fire you try to play me Ima Squeeze it
Yayo told me a nigga touch me he aint gone sleep til they aint breathing
Thinking back when we was kids white tee Jesus pieces
Ecko jeans with the creases white ones underneath it
Now he facing all that time behind that wall I hate to see it
Say if he could start all over he wouldn't change and I believe him
Got a family had to feed 'em got a mama out here that need ya
And ya brother trappin I told him never leave it
I just hope he know this road don't get no easier
Ion want have to bury you I want to see you up
These streets might not love you but somebody do
Don't think ya potna love ya cus he love to up that glock for you
Cus he'll kill ya for he die for you I promise you
This world aint gone stop for you when we come slide on you
Talking hard aint gone save you nigga
And that rod aint gone save you nigga
Ya homeboy aint gone save you nigga
Not even god can come and save you