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