Ex Trap
• Written by Demonio_Blanco
Used to hide 50 grams goose jacket
Never lackin if you were they be lockin
You up you'd be fucked can't happen
In a week itd disappear like magic
But i don't ever miss the fuckin trappin
I don't ever miss that fuckin traffickin
Even though id just keep the bag secure
While my friend went downtown to sell more
I was there Never wanted a raid
Somewhat afraid snort some of what we had made
In profit till we stopped it
Then that's when i moved to my aunts house
Till she kicked me out i was high on her couch
My friend still sold i was 23 yrs old
So was he but he got lower potency
Dope ya see and the fiends
Didnt want that shit eventually we both split
Without contact but we got back
Conversing months later the next year
Became homeless my worst fear
Panhandling became my career
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Demonio_Blanco
Member since April 24 2018