[Verse 1]
Ain’t a thing in the world that can stop me
Know the rules, bitch I move like a nazi
Be cool for this [?] crossing
I’ve been for the peace in the streets, boy I’m Gandhi
It take more than a blog to define me
A couple A&Rs tried to sign me
I make them fly me out, me and moms and the homies
It’s amazing the things that I’m saying I’m good and I’m—
Goddamn, Trap
You better than plenty n***as, you in Trap
You doing another show, where you been Trap?
You counting a lotta dough, what you spend Trap?
Bitch, I want a rolex, a timepiece
A broad from a different country, a dime piece
Record her, she let me tape her
Imported, she know I’m really important
And if it leak, they won’t find me

[Bridge]
I don’t think they’ve had enough
Eat this motherfucker up
Indigo flow through my blood
I’m still a n***a you can’t trust
All this music sound the same
Feeling like the runner up
Trapo winning
N***as hate cause all my shit is raw as fuck
I don’t need to take a break
N***as mad ‘cause I’m the one
Trapo’s song, n***as love it
‘Cause they know there’s more to come
They won’t book me for a show
Fuck ‘em, I don’t need they funds
Let me catch they ass alone
Watch your favorite rapper run

[Verse 2]
But I saw it coming it’s a classic
I just made a couple racks off the last one I’m flashy
I’m stacking like some clothes in a basket
Imagine the things we could do with some time and some practice
Some time and some practice
I grind, ain’t the same cause you still and I’m active
This a stain, this a style you gon’ have to bite
I’m a name I’ll be proud in the afterlife

[Hook]
The afterlife
Put a flint to the dope get an appetite
It’s a game I’m a coach I’m a captain right
I’m a name I’ll be proud in the afterlife
In the afterlife
Put a flint to the dope get an appetite
It’s a game I’m a coach I’m a captain right
I’m a name I’ll be proud in the afterlife

[Outro]
If I want to, like I’m gon’ do, I run shit for a long time
It’s from way back, in the lunchroom
Used to run shit, now it’s on time
If I want to, like I’m gon’ do, I run shit for a long time
It’s from way back, in the lunchroom