Intro: A$AP Ferg]
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Yeah, yeah
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Pray to the trap
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Pray for the trap
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
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Send them niggas to the Hood Pope
My synagogue right in the ghetto
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Off the dome, I'm killin' niggas
But the pen game on a different level
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One trap with a big dream
Dm
I go hard, won't ever settle
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"Go in for the kill" what they taught me
Em
Boy I'm movin' that Shark Tank
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In this bitch like I'm Clark Kent
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Got a deal with the devil like y'all say
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It's for the love of the money, what y'all think?
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Fuck a wack bitch what I won't do
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Make a bill with these vocals
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And the Pro Tools, thought I told you
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Pedal or metal, I try to slow down but I can't
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Fuckin' yo bitch and she kissin' the dick
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And I'm startin' to feel like I'm Tank
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Chasin' the commas on commas
Embracing the drama that come with the fame
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Put that on my momma, the llama
It hit ya, designer in part of your brain, so stay in ya lane
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Huh, yeah, I'm fuckin' your bitch in a park
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I bust in her mouth cause she parched
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She throwin' it back with an arch
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You cuffin' that bitch like a narc
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Ooh boy I don't wanna start
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Two birds on my boat, I'mma start
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I'm kinda like Noah's Ark
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I am leaving this Earth with a mark
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I ain't got time for you marks
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I aim at your head like a dar
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He lay on the street with a chart
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Spike on his head like he Bart
I'd rather be chasin' the cream
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Trappin' and trappin', I never be slackin'
I'm countin' a million a dream
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Am Em
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Dm Am
I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am
One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am Dm
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
Am
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
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I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
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One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Uh, yeah
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Trap and a dream, uh, Mac with the beam, yeah
Left Hollywood, damn, back to the fiends, woo
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Pull up in my hood, skrt skrt, and back to the scene, hoo
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In the back like a spleen, hoo, hunnid racks in my jeans, aw yeah
Dm Em
Know a couple niggas want me dead in my hood
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Do some charity, I put some bread in my hood
Dm
Pussy niggas snitchin', got the feds in my hood
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It's like all the real niggas really dead in my hood
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I been runnin' it up, fuckin' it up, plenty
Dm Am
Hop out the spur, jump in the truck, Bentley
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Neosporin, I'm in the cut, chilly
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Mask on, mask off, reppin' my set, Philly
Am Em
I got thrity-six O's, we gone put it on a roll
Dm Am
That boy silent, never told, fuckin' models out the Vogue
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And I rock a lot of gold, all these diamonds on me froze
Dm
I called papi for the low, he gon' drop it, Lord knows
I got a
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Am Em
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Dm Am
I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am
One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am Dm
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
Am
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am
I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am
One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene