TRAPPii (feat. Arcángel)
Jay Wheeler
TRAPPii (feat. Arcángel)
Ah
Sometimes what gives me is a damn shame listening to them talk about respect as if you knew what that is
I was always taught that a man has to chase money
Because even though money isn't everything, it makes life much easier
But don't get confused, there are people with money who are such trash and poor that the only thing they have is money
Unhappy people who ignore that the true wealth of a human being is in their knowledge, not in their material possessions
So, Wheeler, don't let yourself be intimidated by these cardboard rich
Millionaires in shoes and sneakers, hahaha
The girls are mine, the street is mine now
I have their houses in my royalties
I have my old folks and my woman up to date
And I own my company
The booking is full, pockets full
All the premieres go in trends
You release a song and it sounds like filler
You've lost your flow like Nemo
None can outshine me, none can outshine me (hey)
I entered your field and I'm sounding more than you
None can outshine me, none can outshine me (hey)
A kilo on the Cuban, in Miami they call me: Asere
Mera, wo
Where are they?
I'm way up and I don't see them
What you charge, I'm spending weekly
(But Jay doesn't get stuck)
Bastard, I made the trap of the year
I have you read, I leave your bitches on read
You can mention me if you want sound
I always take care of myself from envy (yes)
Don't look over here, nobody knows you here
You're not a thug for walking with your face covered
Feka, cops, you are cops
You lack the badge and the blinds on the hood
(Feka, cops!)
You are cops
You lack the badge and the blinds on the hood, heh
None can outshine me, none can outshine me (hey)
I entered your field and I'm sounding more than you
None can outshine me, none can outshine me (hey)
A kilo on the Cuban, in Miami they call me: Asere
Mera, wo
Where are they?
I'm way up and I don't see them
What you charge, I'm spending weekly
(But Jay doesn't get stuck)
Bastard, I made the trap of the year
I have you read, I leave your bitches on read
You can mention me if you want sound
I always take care of myself from envy (yes)
Don't look over here, nobody knows you here
You're not a thug for walking with your face covered
Feka, cops, you are cops
You lack the badge and the blinds on the hood
(Feka, cops!)
You are cops
You lack the badge and the blinds on the hood, heh
None can outshine me, none can outshine me (hey)
I entered your field and I'm sounding more than you
None can outshine me, none can outshine me (hey)
A kilo on the Cuban, in Miami they call me: Asere