Trap Nap

My momma told me go to bed/
I took a Trap Nap/
I told her that we need this bread/
I took a Trap Nap/
My wifely said I need some sleep/
I took a Trap Nap/
I told her that we gotta eat/
I took a Trap Nap
Verse 1 (LDorado Jonez)
I opened up my eyes/It's was 2:30
I rubbed her on her thighs/ She told me too early
Before the sun rise I’m alive/ And activated
I drink my coffee extra black / And now I’m caffeinated
Errbody dream about the life / They say they want
I tell’em wake up and go get it/ But I know they won’t
How can I snooze/ How can I doze
When my son’s already/ Out growing his new clothes
My mind is an elaborate labyrinth/ Decorated with tablets
That tell the tale on how/ I raised funds up like Lazzurus
My momma told me late/ Night hustling would be hazardous
I told her it’s more hazardous/ If we don’t have enough
Verse 2 (LDorado Jonez)
You wanna be Neo/ or Nino
You wanna save the world/ Or get rich
Either way you could die trying
I ain’t lying I feel like/ the New 50 cent
I sit alone in this room/ With these 4 corners
I need a solid hustle/ Like them 4 corners
I ain’t interested in/ Peddling infedamins
I come with LLC/ Like James Todd from Queens
My hustle on tilt/ But I ain’t off lean
Might buy the whole squad Buicks/ Lacrosse team
Build a whole beehive/ From a lil buzz
Sleep is the cousin to death/ Trap Nap the lil cuz
VERSE 3 (Sycosis)
Old school game the same scoop this ice cream/
Fly niggas ain’t born we come out the sky on ultra light beams/
Play for the right team, pick and roll with a slight screen/
Then pop out on the wing and cash out every night king/
I need this bread I ain’t gonna sleep so we compete/
I’m 10 toes down that’s both feet
Inside the lines we play for keeps/
Awake for weeks and yeah you rap but yo shit weak/
I’d rather listen to your beats
Then hear you lie about the streets /
My bed the same shit I don’t even move the sheets/
I lay down, pop back up, and get to grinding then repeat/
My son ain’t even one, can’t even walk or talk yet/
But he understands this daddy dream and never lost that/
VERSE 4 (The Homie Chris)
425, alarm clock buzzin/
Tired but motivated from/ my nana and my cousins
As a younger boy/ spoiled kids tried to dozen
Remember all they words/ now I’m everything they wasn’t
More afraid of not trying/ than I am afraid of dying
What you sellin we ain’t buyin'/ we don’t like what you supplyin'
If you want it gotta grind/ it’s alright to wanna shine
Went from couldn’t get a shoe/ to I don’t even stand in line
I’m too old to what/ naw b**** you lying
W.E.I.R.D.O. to the heart/ let the world identify him
Can’t tell me what to do/ then I got fired
Start my own s***/ since I couldn’t get hired