M.A.T.A.

Luca Brasi
 You know we 'posed to have life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
 For some reason, maybe it's just me,
 I don't feel like I have those rights
 I'm in the buildin' right now
 Hey, listen to me one minute
 Hey, you know how this shit reallly 'posed to be goin'
 Know what I'm sayin'?
 What up?
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 I drop time on first time non-violent offenders
 Drop the bricks to thirteen-five, right in the city
 I drop the gas to a dollar three-five, I'm tryna get richer
 Let the families from Mexico go be back with they children
 Free Larry Hoover, Jeff Fort, they political prisoners
 They treat the Muslims unfair, that's in all of the systems
 They tryna break my nigga Ralo, tell the fam that we miss him
 They put that panel against, you gotta stand on that witness
 That's all the way
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Whatchu talkin' about when dude tried to rob me
 I was solo, I ain't have no one 'round me
 I go anywhere, I ain't got no boundaries
 Election time, it was tight for Obama
 Streets stalker, what, you upped the revolver?
 What I did, bitch? I grabbed for the gun
 You let off two times,
 one in the hip and back of my leg right under my ass
 Bullet hit, breakin' the bone in half
 Hospital two weeks and a half
 After that I healed up in a cell
 Prayin' to God when I was in jail
 Going in black, they put you through hell
 Holdin' you ransom, raisin' your bail
 Throw you a sandwich, hot nigga, yeah
 Yeah, I'm fully prepared
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Luca Brasi
 You know we 'posed to have life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
 For some reason, maybe it's just me,
 I don't feel like I have those rights
 I'm in the buildin' right now
 Hey, listen to me one minute
 Hey, you know how this shit reallly 'posed to be goin'
 Know what I'm sayin'?
 What up?
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 I drop time on first time non-violent offenders
 Drop the bricks to thirteen-five, right in the city
 I drop the gas to a dollar three-five, I'm tryna get richer
 Let the families from Mexico go be back with they children
 Free Larry Hoover, Jeff Fort, they political prisoners
 They treat the Muslims unfair, that's in all of the systems
 They tryna break my nigga Ralo, tell the fam that we miss him
 They put that panel against, you gotta stand on that witness
 That's all the way
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Whatchu talkin' about when dude tried to rob me
 I was solo, I ain't have no one 'round me
 I go anywhere, I ain't got no boundaries
 Election time, it was tight for Obama
 Streets stalker, what, you upped the revolver?
 What I did, bitch? I grabbed for the gun
 You let off two times,
 one in the hip and back of my leg right under my ass
 Bullet hit, breakin' the bone in half
 Hospital two weeks and a half
 After that I healed up in a cell
 Prayin' to God when I was in jail
 Going in black, they put you through hell
 Holdin' you ransom, raisin' your bail
 Throw you a sandwich, hot nigga, yeah
 Yeah, I'm fully prepared
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Luca Brasi
 You know we 'posed to have life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
 For some reason, maybe it's just me,
 I don't feel like I have those rights
 I'm in the buildin' right now
 Hey, listen to me one minute
 Hey, you know how this shit reallly 'posed to be goin'
 Know what I'm sayin'?
 What up?
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 I drop time on first time non-violent offenders
 Drop the bricks to thirteen-five, right in the city
 I drop the gas to a dollar three-five, I'm tryna get richer
 Let the families from Mexico go be back with they children
 Free Larry Hoover, Jeff Fort, they political prisoners
 They treat the Muslims unfair, that's in all of the systems
 They tryna break my nigga Ralo, tell the fam that we miss him
 They put that panel against, you gotta stand on that witness
 That's all the way
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Whatchu talkin' about when dude tried to rob me
 I was solo, I ain't have no one 'round me
 I go anywhere, I ain't got no boundaries
 Election time, it was tight for Obama
 Streets stalker, what, you upped the revolver?
 What I did, bitch? I grabbed for the gun
 You let off two times,
 one in the hip and back of my leg right under my ass
 Bullet hit, breakin' the bone in half
 Hospital two weeks and a half
 After that I healed up in a cell
 Prayin' to God when I was in jail
 Going in black, they put you through hell
 Holdin' you ransom, raisin' your bail
 Throw you a sandwich, hot nigga, yeah
 Yeah, I'm fully prepared
 Still got two phones, in the trenches, where the robbers at
 Put a stamp on in the backroom, I want all of that
 Bought it in the trap, bought a knife and a pie
 I come from the same place, we still hustle when it's hot
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Make America trap again
 Still connected with the plug, but we keep that on the low
 I got it out the mud, goin' hard is all I know
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again
 Tryna make the trap great again, great again