Richard Ritch - Dayz N the Trap (feat. Sraid) Lyrics

So many days in the trap
All those days servin packs
Spending time in the trap
I had to grind in the trap
With my soldjas always strapped
I swear on God I never capped
Salute to all you in the streets
I pray to God you make it free
We rather die upon our feet
Then to live down on our knees
Get yo money and get out
Don't let em put you in the ground
The systems f*cked you see it now?
They rather see you in the pound
Then see you living like a King
It's only money what they see
I'm tryna live my life complete
A Gucci belt ain't what you need
But still a soulja at my heart
Don't let them tear your mind apart
Now I'm fighting for a cause
Free all my dawgs behind the walls
Unite our people for the fight
There's more at stake we ride tonight

Riding off the top baby I'll be fine
Riding super fast baby I won't die
I ain't like my friends but they still my guys
Riding off the top baby I'll be fine
Riding super fast baby we gon ride
And If I die I'll be at your side
Wearing ripped jeans yea your girl like my style
And she always in my phone asking me If I can slide

So many days in the trap
All those days servin packs
Spending time in the trap
I had to grind in the trap

Cuban links and golden teeth keep all my bitches lookin hot
Don't give a f*ck I'll wet a cop before he thinks I'm getting caught
F*ck the system f*ck the rules
F*ck what you boys think is cool
Leave you swimming in a pool
Lick your chains and gold and jewels
They ain't teach you shit in school
So I learned how to keep a tool
Go to work and get your check
Run through my trap and you get wet
You trap for life, you trap or die
I did my time whippin that white

Riding off the top baby I'll be fine
Riding super fast baby I won't die
I ain't like my friends but they still my guys
Riding off the top baby I'll be fine
Riding super fast baby we gon ride
And If I die I'll be at your side
Wearing ripped jeans yea your girl like my style
And she always in my phone asking me If I can slide