Bars in the Trap

[Verse] Ice cold wrist, I'm a glacier in the gutter, Whippin' up the butter, dreams turnin' to clutter. Glock in the sock drawer, money under mattress, Runnin' these streets like a cardio practice. [Verse 2] Banks on my mind, got Monopoly stacked, Blowin' on that loud, got my lungs double-packed. Haters in the rear-view, tryna play catch-up, But I'm runnin' laps, ain't no time for a set-up. [Chorus] Bass pumpin' heavy, shaking all the blocks, Trap phone ringin', gotta dodge the cops. Whip so clean, lookin’ like it’s fresh from the shop, Fast life livin', pray the hustle don't stop. [Verse 3] Late night creepin', shadows under moon, Lyrics hit the soul like a deep-cut wound. Stackin' up my paper, skyscraper high, Got dreams to the cosmos, spaceship in the sky. [Bridge] Whispers in the hood, talkin' like they know, But I'm silent as a monk, secrets never show. Pitbull mentality, eyes on the prize, Gritty street poet, wordplay-wise. [Verse 4] Gutter-born hustler, never had a crown, Turned my life around, from the lost and found. Writing my future, pen scratch on the slate, From rags to riches, let 'em watch me elevate.