No Vendo Trap

I'm not into trap, I don't sell drugs
I'm not into trap, I wasn't born in Detroit
I don't mix lean, I mix alcohol
Those who talk about the hustle, fell into the hustle

I'm not into trap, I don't sell drugs
I'm not into trap, I wasn't born in Detroit
I don't mix lean, I mix alcohol
Those who talk about the hustle, fell into the hustle

I can't sleep, I need more pills
Dreaming of her ass in animal print
You can't imagine that I'm a machine
I don't want fame, I come for the miss

Days of excess, nights without sleep
Moby Dick in my pocket rolling that shit
I want to blast in cars like AC/DC
Going 300 in my Porsche Carrera GT

First on the roster, I'm the MVP
This is my sport, they gotta leave
To live off this, that's why I was born
I live like a dog and you all like bitches

They talk just to talk without knowing what to say
They're far from my spot and too close to the click
Give me another like 'cause I want to rise
To sound on iTunes and on YouTube-hot this week

The 90s are gone, I don't want to lie
They can cry, but I'm gonna laugh
Gotta innovate, that's the joke, my cousin
They're not Das EFX, I'm not Yung Lean either

Sad boys of the future in the year 2000
Playing without cards and with an all-in face
They call me fake and they don't know me
My life in music is the most real I've seen

My life is out of control
Now my lips are brushing against anti-pop
That love shit is for two
And with me, we're three, I can't ditch my other self

I traded your kisses for another bottle of rum
Now it's her I ask for forgiveness
Ends up as nothing like every argument
You crying while I write another song

No rockstar life
In ruins, just broke up
Change the kicks, not the ass
Change the place, not the crew

Always more selling than buying
It's no longer pride, now it's dishonor
Looking for my Natalie Portman
Playing like Pippen in Portland

Always living in the shadows and everyone notices
They think I'm an idiot, my name came out of their mouths
My silence ain't worth 10 rocks, nor their love a crazy life
This dumb girl tempts me so much, but I'm tired of this stuff

I'm in charge, without being armed
Pablo Escobar, I offer rap, building sticks
Smoking bad weed with good trap on blast
Watching the scene like they're giving it away
A good first track, I don't see anywhere
Less trying to be it and more feeling it, bro
They're out of the game, I'd say they're ahead
A thousand meters away but to the other side

When my homies are smoking shit, it gets so crazy
I won't share if I have little
I've seen them out there acting dumb
They want to rise but copying others