Trap And A Dream
A$AP Ferg
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Bm Yeah, yeahBm Pray to the trapBm Pray for the trap [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]Bm Send them niggas to the Hood Pope My synagogue right in the ghettoD Off the dome, I'm killin' niggas But the pen game on a different levelBm One trap with a big dreamEm I go hard, won't ever settleBm "Go in for the kill" what they taught meF#m Boy I'm movin' that Shark TankBm In this bitch like I'm Clark KentBm Got a deal with the devil like y'all sayBm It's for the love of the money, what y'all think?Bm Fuck a wack bitch what I won't doEm Make a bill with these vocalsG And the Pro Tools, thought I told youBm Pedal or metal, I try to slow down but I can'tBm Fuckin' yo bitch and she kissin' the dickBm And I'm startin' to feel like I'm TankBm Chasin' the commas on commas Embracing the drama that come with the fameBm Put that on my momma, the llama It hit ya, designer in part of your brain, so stay in ya laneBm Huh, yeah, I'm fuckin' your bitch in a parkBm I bust in her mouth cause she parchedContinúa después del anuncioBm She throwin' it back with an archBm You cuffin' that bitch like a narcBm Ooh boy I don't wanna startBm Two birds on my boat, I'mma startBm I'm kinda like Noah's ArkBm I am leaving this Earth with a markBm I ain't got time for you marksBm I aim at your head like a darBm He lay on the street with a chartEm Spike on his head like he Bart I'd rather be chasin' the creamBm Trappin' and trappin', I never be slackin' I'm countin' a million a dream [Chorus: A$AP Ferg]Bm F#m Trap and a dream, trap and a dreamEm Bm I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm One trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm Em I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the sceneBm Trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm One trap and a dream, trap and a dream I wanna make a hundred million whenF#m I hit the scene [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Uh, yeahBm Trap and a dream, uh, Mac with the beam, yeah Left Hollywood, damn, back to the fiends, wooBm Pull up in my hood, skrt skrt, and back to the scene, hooBm In the back like a spleen, hoo, hunnid racks in my jeans, aw yeahEm F#m Know a couple niggas want me dead in my hoodBm G Do some charity, I put some bread in my hoodEm Pussy niggas snitchin', got the feds in my hoodBm It's like all the real niggas really dead in my hoodBm I been runnin' it up, fuckin' it up, plentyEm Hop out the spur, jump in theBm truck, BentleyBm Em Neosporin, I'm in the cut, chillyBm Mask on, mask off, reppin' my set, PhillyBm F#m I got thrity-six O's, we gone put it on a rollEm That boy silent, never told,Bm fuckin' models out the VogueBm And I rock a lot of gold, all these diamonds on me froze I called papi for the low, he gon'Em drop it, Lord knows I got a [Chorus: A$AP Ferg]Bm F#m Trap and a dream, trap and a dreamEm Bm I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm One trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm Em I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the sceneBm Trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dreamBm One trap and a dream, trap and a dream I wanna make a hundred million whenF#m I hit the scene
Composición: Darold Ferguson, Robert Williams y Frank parra
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