Parkway Visa - Still Gone Jump Lyrics

The trap ain't dead look it's still gone jump
Them niggas be scared and it's still gone jump
Counting up the bread and it's still gone jump
Running from the feds and it's still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Cuz some gone buy and some gone serve
The birds gone fly the f*ck what you heard (Yeah Yeah)
The trap ain't dead look it's still gone jump
Them niggas be scared and it's still gone jump
Counting up the bread and it's still gone jump
Running from the feds and it's still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Cuz some gone buy and some gone serve
The birds gone fly the f*ck what you heard (Yeah Yeah)
Daddy left the house when I was thirteen
Got on my own wave started surfing
Ma tried to keep me inside wasn't working
Hit the block watch the dope boys serve fiends
Dope fiends dope fiends they was everywhere
Finding nicks on the ground they was everywhere
We was right across the street from Maryvale
Playing football in the street watching every sale
Yeah
Call this chronicles of the trap
Ouu
ATF at the front door
Ouu
Got them niggas running them laps
Hopping fences like Olympic hurdles
Dope charge then like attempted murder
To a kid that time sound unheard of
Caught my dawg and they ripped his shirt up
Throwed him cuffs
Throwed him cuffs
Matter of fact I ain't seen him ever since
The shit f*ck me up and had me tense
He used to be balling now he on the bench
Damn
The shit done got crazy on my block
It was hot hot
It'll stop for a second
Then it's back up running like a stopwatch
The trap ain't dead look it's still gone jump
Them niggas be scared and it's still gone jump
Counting up the bread and it's still gone jump
Running from the feds and it's still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Cuz some gone buy and some gone serve
The birds gone fly the f*ck what you heard (Yeah Yeah)
The trap ain't dead look it's still gone jump
Them niggas be scared and it's still gone jump
Counting up the bread and it's still gone jump
Running from the feds and it's still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Cuz some gone buy and some gone serve
The birds gone fly the f*ck what you heard (Yeah Yeah)
Smokers running back like Gurley
Aint no time never to early
Might take a swing for a little birdie
Got the hotline chirp chirp chirping
Got a bitch suck me up like Kirby
For a point three of that gas
Got a mobile trap house on smash (Where you at)
That's front door service no bag (No bag)
One thing about me I'm gone pull up for loot
Chicken talk make that work fly out the coop
Keep them snake niggas straight out of the loop
No understand me and no understand you
Like googety goo
If you talking 'bout fronts
Bust on her booty
Then break down a blunt
Fill it with runtz
Then I'm up in the air
A hustler like me
Is just something that's rare
Ay trying to do numbers like the fair
Took a few losses gotta shake back (Shake back)
Bitch I'm on my grind like a skate park (Skate park)
Burning down the gas like a race track (Race track)
Say less
Don't say that
On my phone
No playback
On 65 south to pick the pack up
Had to pray I ain't get stopped My whole way back
The trap ain't dead look it's still gone jump
Them niggas be scared and it's still gone jump
Counting up the bread and it's still gone jump
Running from the feds and it's still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Cuz some gone buy and some gone serve
The birds gone fly the f*ck what you heard (Yeah Yeah)
The trap ain't dead look it's still gone jump
Them niggas be scared and it's still gone jump
Counting up the bread and it's still gone jump
Running from the feds and it's still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Still gone jump
Cuz some gone buy and some gone serve
The birds gone fly the f*ck what you heard (Yeah Yeah)