Super 2 by TRAP$TARLORDI Lyrics
Intro:
You know I feel like I didn't do enough justice on the first one
Sooooo
Super super trapstarlordi x6
Super Lordi x2
(gahdamn)
Verse 1:
You know I'm still on my super shit
Gotta show y'all that I'm true to this
I put my whole life, something's gotta give
Even God knows, I can't call it quits
So I'm going back in like curfews
Or going off like a holiday
Either way rappers might die today
You can come get it too, ándele
I wanna be heard like I ain't got voice
I'm going in raw, trust me, got no choice
Work hard in silence just to make noise
This is my break, feel it in my joints
I take no breaks, fuck kit kat
Lyrically loaded, I been strapped
Be careful of how you flex on the gram cause I know a few niggas that will get your shit snatched
Yeah believe that
Trap lordi lordi just ran out of mercy (ran out of mercy)
I shoot the shit out you like Future if Metro says you're ain't trustworthy
Cause niggas do anything for some likes
But you can't get ahead if your rents behind
Trust me, I don't really mind some beef, just add some cheese with some extra fries
Bars after bars like I'm facing time
I've been too busy man I'm occupied
Doing this strictly for passion and shit while I still chase these Randela signs
To be honest, getting money is all I know
I don't keep rats around me man, pest control
I can't get disrespected man, no mo' (no more)
So just please tell me if you want smoke (want smoke)
I will just pull out that .44
I cock it back, shit, they like ohh no
Chase your dreams or watch them die slow
Cause when you die, you really die, bro
No one can handle me, dawg
I'm a beast, I'm an animal, dawg
That's why I demand my respect
Sickest dawg, I'm too ill for these vets
Get this rap money, then I invest
After that, I'm Ray Charles to these debts
Flex on em and squeeze in a few reps
Yes, really I want mine
If I don't get my spinach, I'll pop eyes
Keep it going, won't stop for no stop sign
You backstabbers can never touch my spine
Cause I can see a fake from a damn mile
So try me, you will have this pistol
To your head and you will shit and piss too
Bitch I'm the bomb, walking missile
Niggas lacks bars, bad signal
Put myself first like initials
Cause I'm tired of being the man in the middle
Man I'm tired of being average and belittled
Trapstarlordi man till I get wrinkles
After I put out this tape
It's going down like a bloody nose
You can try ignore it and keep your head up but this flow still gon be swallowed though
Gone x2 (forever)
Man I'll be back just when hell snows
You can't never walk a day in my life in my shoes and I put that on my damn soul
Shit
I'm bout to go beast mode
Don't need connections, consider them as cheat codes
Rather connect and come up with people
Please tell these wack rappers that we ain't equal
Continue going super on them, it's a sequel
I know a few people that want me to fail and live backwards and shit
I can't have that, they're evil
So please don't bring that fake shit round me cause I will pull up and I put that on me, hoe
I'm so matchless, you can't match this
When I first heard about taxes, I had to buy a bigger mattress
Ready for war I can handle a few scratches if that's what it takes to get the mansions
Cause I just wanna ball, fuck is a practice
Yeah
You know what the fucks up
Time for trapstarlordi to get some bucks up
Told my girl if you fuck up, then your times up
So try me if you think I'm acting all stuck up
Can't fuck with disloyalty, I'm all about trust
That goes for my friends and family & such such
I love them all and for them, you can get fucked up
I put that on me, God and all my loved ones
Shit
I've just been sneezing so much lately
I'm just waiting to receive my damn blessing
I'm a savage, I might stunt on my exes
I'm next up, up next, you can't change that in settings
Can't pay no attention to rappers, I can't afford it
Got so much shit to say, I don't need a chorus
Please note that your spot ain't secure
I'm coming for everything that I deserve & you cannot ignore me
Cause its on, g
Gang
End
You know I feel like I didn't do enough justice on the first one
Sooooo
Super super trapstarlordi x6
Super Lordi x2
(gahdamn)
Verse 1:
You know I'm still on my super shit
Gotta show y'all that I'm true to this
I put my whole life, something's gotta give
Even God knows, I can't call it quits
So I'm going back in like curfews
Or going off like a holiday
Either way rappers might die today
You can come get it too, ándele
I wanna be heard like I ain't got voice
I'm going in raw, trust me, got no choice
Work hard in silence just to make noise
This is my break, feel it in my joints
I take no breaks, fuck kit kat
Lyrically loaded, I been strapped
Be careful of how you flex on the gram cause I know a few niggas that will get your shit snatched
Yeah believe that
Trap lordi lordi just ran out of mercy (ran out of mercy)
I shoot the shit out you like Future if Metro says you're ain't trustworthy
Cause niggas do anything for some likes
But you can't get ahead if your rents behind
Trust me, I don't really mind some beef, just add some cheese with some extra fries
Bars after bars like I'm facing time
I've been too busy man I'm occupied
Doing this strictly for passion and shit while I still chase these Randela signs
To be honest, getting money is all I know
I don't keep rats around me man, pest control
I can't get disrespected man, no mo' (no more)
So just please tell me if you want smoke (want smoke)
I will just pull out that .44
I cock it back, shit, they like ohh no
Chase your dreams or watch them die slow
Cause when you die, you really die, bro
No one can handle me, dawg
I'm a beast, I'm an animal, dawg
That's why I demand my respect
Sickest dawg, I'm too ill for these vets
Get this rap money, then I invest
After that, I'm Ray Charles to these debts
Flex on em and squeeze in a few reps
Yes, really I want mine
If I don't get my spinach, I'll pop eyes
Keep it going, won't stop for no stop sign
You backstabbers can never touch my spine
Cause I can see a fake from a damn mile
So try me, you will have this pistol
To your head and you will shit and piss too
Bitch I'm the bomb, walking missile
Niggas lacks bars, bad signal
Put myself first like initials
Cause I'm tired of being the man in the middle
Man I'm tired of being average and belittled
Trapstarlordi man till I get wrinkles
After I put out this tape
It's going down like a bloody nose
You can try ignore it and keep your head up but this flow still gon be swallowed though
Gone x2 (forever)
Man I'll be back just when hell snows
You can't never walk a day in my life in my shoes and I put that on my damn soul
Shit
I'm bout to go beast mode
Don't need connections, consider them as cheat codes
Rather connect and come up with people
Please tell these wack rappers that we ain't equal
Continue going super on them, it's a sequel
I know a few people that want me to fail and live backwards and shit
I can't have that, they're evil
So please don't bring that fake shit round me cause I will pull up and I put that on me, hoe
I'm so matchless, you can't match this
When I first heard about taxes, I had to buy a bigger mattress
Ready for war I can handle a few scratches if that's what it takes to get the mansions
Cause I just wanna ball, fuck is a practice
Yeah
You know what the fucks up
Time for trapstarlordi to get some bucks up
Told my girl if you fuck up, then your times up
So try me if you think I'm acting all stuck up
Can't fuck with disloyalty, I'm all about trust
That goes for my friends and family & such such
I love them all and for them, you can get fucked up
I put that on me, God and all my loved ones
Shit
I've just been sneezing so much lately
I'm just waiting to receive my damn blessing
I'm a savage, I might stunt on my exes
I'm next up, up next, you can't change that in settings
Can't pay no attention to rappers, I can't afford it
Got so much shit to say, I don't need a chorus
Please note that your spot ain't secure
I'm coming for everything that I deserve & you cannot ignore me
Cause its on, g
Gang
End