God Bless the Trap - Derek Minor, Thi'sl, Tony Tillman

Woah, our Father who art in heaven

Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11

Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling

I’m just trying to eat with all my brethren

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

I am posted where they murkin,' got them tools just like you stretchin'

Snipe you in your drop top Mustang, now you run 'round headless horseman

CNN play the loop, chose to comment on the post

They’ll say «you should put them savage monkeys right back on the boat»

They won’t talk about how we in these streets and everybody poor

They won’t talk 'bout how we can’t get jobs and all we got is dope

That’s that would have drive you crazy when you trying to feed your babies

They just trying to jail and chain me, CCA trying to trade me, yeah

Woah, our Father who art in heaven

Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11

Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling

I’m just trying to eat with all my brethren

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul You keep

Bring salvation to the streets

Forgive 'em they just tryna eat

All done, sister, let us pray

Please don’t let the .40 spray

Can’t afford to pay for grace

Don’t let 'em die before they wake

They hopeless 'fore they focus on the mil'

Posted selling dope to play the bills

Bogus only way they know to live

Blowing and they don’t know that you forgive

Your mercy on their soul to hold a deal

Even smokers on the coke and pills

I seen 'em roll but they don’t know yo' will

Bless the trap and let 'em know you’re real

Woah, our Father who art in heaven

Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11

Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling

I’m just trying to eat with all my brethren

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

Sitting in Maverick’s Impala, feelin' like 8 Ball

'Round here, we just tryna escape the pitfalls

Crime rate high as they think, tryna evade laws

Either you got a dope hoop game or you slang rock, game raw

Have 'em out with the OG’s, before he turned 16

Tryna come up on the block, tryna take a half ounce

Whip it up, turn it to a whole thing

Mama praying that he stop

Mama praying that the God she serve gon' give him a holla

But the chances of them hollow tips gon' make Momma holla

Woah, our Father who art in heaven

Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11

Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling

I’m just trying to eat with all my brethren

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap

God bless the trap