[Intro]
Hey yo, check this out, uh
If I can, I want to share um an experience with you guys that I had back in the day
Know I'm saying? Sending this song out to all the married men out there you know what I'm saying that's fucking around on your wife, or your girlfriend
Aye man, y'all better check yourself, cuz um, you might wreck yourself so I'm busting the story
[Verse 1]
I'm motherfucking trapped
It's kind of like I'm kidnapped
That's why I wanna flap my trap up off the trap, that I got myself into, but I'm fin to
Help my crew to the deal I'm still with you black
You ask how I got myself into that trap
Well I got a bum rap
When I met this girl, back in L.A.C
Los Angeles County for the niggas that ain't hip G
See I had a girl already
But mе and this bitch was steady dating
And I'm hating to break up what we had was good
But according to thе niggas in my neighborhood
They thought it wasn't wise for me
The J-A-Z to continue this scheme
But I didn't pay it no mind
I was doing fine
But in the back of my mind
I was fuckin' blind
I got a family in Texas
White picket fence, two dogs, and a Lexus
But see it don't matter cuz I'm the first batterer
Pitch hitter not a babysitter
Shit I was cold and heartless
Never thought twice about my wife I was thoughtless
I put my life on the crap table
My shit was unstable
I think my phone is tapped
Yeah, cuz I'm motherfucking trapped
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Two months, two weeks, two days, and two hours
And I'm still getting faded by this girl I'm bringing flowers to her job
Yeah I know it's a sob story
Cuz I don't give a fuck cuz I'm stuck
Living a double life neglecting my wife and son
For another one I thought it was fun at first
But all good things has an ending
Coming right back to the beginning when we first started kicking it
Yeah I was sticking it and dicking it, smacking it up and flipping it
Then things got a little out of hand
I was kinda like the fish jumping out the frying pan
That's when the shit got hectic
But I'm a man so I'll accept it
Then she told me she loved me
Ain't that a bitch, what the fuck is love G?
Like that song Killa Coleman sang, all I love is money and cocaine
Then the shit got deeper and deeper
Damn, she started blowing up my beeper
On my way to fucking Texas
Sitting at the table eating breakfast
I got up and went to the payphone
I said "Yo baby what the fuck is going on?"
Around my finger she was wrapped
But the bitch got me trapped
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
One year, two whole days and thirty minutes
And I'm still running in it cuz I'm in it to win it
I got caught up, but it's not the way I was brought up
See I like getting pussy anywhere [?]
I couldn't control, it was hard to control
My soul cuz the girl was ice-cold
Back-and-forth from Houston back to California
Then back to Houston to do it, haha
I never blew it and no one never knew it
And no one ever knew it
Shit, I got used to it
Now I need a way out
This shit is getting way out
That sneaky shit done played out
So I'ma tell her that it's over
"Hey baby have a seat on the sofa"
"There's something I gotta tell ya"
"Damn it's kinda hard to tell ya"
"Oh fuck it listen check this"
"I got a family back in Texas"
"A wife and kid and the whole nine"
She ran out the door and started crying
She was madder than a motherfucker
I guess she kinda felt like a sucker
Then she ran out the front door
Damn now what she do that for?
When she came back in she was hot G
She called me a son of a bitch and then she shot me
