Die Mondez – TRAP TALK Lyrics

TRAP TALK Lyrics by Die Mondez

So much bars, incarceration
They honour me in the hood like a niqqa inagugurated
Presidential cla$$ on everything that I’m acclaiming
They plotting behind my back but the action is never taken, uh
Man you niqqas got me mistaken
This rapping is God given there ain’t no way to mistake it, or replace it
I’m in a whole other lane, you niqqas too complacent
I’m innovating while you niqqas jaded, uh
Hoping I will fumble, that’s alot of waiting
A lot of patience, something I can’t relate with
I’m gunning for it

I get a high from the hits I’m making, uh
The zaza help with the meditation, uh
Your opinion never meant sh!t to me
Walk up in your vicinity smelling like weed and victory
I tell the truth but a villain how they depicting me
I cropped ’em out, see that ain’t how the picture used to be
There’s a reason for everthing that I do
I can tell if your a$$ a snake just by looking at how you move
Solid niqqa, I always been sucker proof, uh
Switched my location, I needed a better view, uh
I pray all of my niqqas make it
Heart racing, day to day we paper chasing
Made it out in times when I thought I would never make it
Keep it pushing, see failure ain’t contemplated
Now we the topic of conversations

It comes with a lot of hating
Heavy the head that’s wears the crown, you know the saying
I said “Okay then”
If they want to play then we can play but the thing is I ain’t nothing to play with
Ain’t no debating I’m one of the greatest
Retire early and spend the rest of my life vacating
A foreign whip with a foreign B!tch, Latina Asian
The weed imported, it’s foreign spliffs a niqqa blazing
Pop a bean, Frank Ocean I’m novacaning
I don’t feel none for you B!tches it’s like my heart caved in
I go so hard you’d swear I had a God placement
This beat so hard it’s sounding like God played it
And my cup runneth over, niqqa, I’m God’s favourite
And ain’t no time for waiting
Running out of patience