Trapped

[hook]

I feel myself sometimes trapped in my own world

I feel myself sometimes trapped as a little girl

I feel myself sometimes knowing what way i wanna be

I feel myself sometimes filled up with envy

Cause i can't get a job, should i rob

My pockets say yes, my mind is saying you should not

But welfare ain't supporting me

And this minimum wage is just shorting me

[verse 1]

I feel myself sometimes thinking of the crime of the crimes

These criminals got me in a criminal state of mind

And now i can't maintain, it's overcome my brain

The government is loving it when they feel my pain

Cause poverty's got our souls bleeding

And money is the key to eveybody greeding

It's 44 ways to do some dough receiving, when you's a fiend

Search for a scheme and the motherfucking green

The lute, now let me throw on my black suit

And me and my crew gon' do a robbery or two, but true

Cause if you dead i don't really care

I'm tired of being broke and fuck life just isn't fair

Now sit back and thank

Let's rob a bank

And anybody stepping in the way is gettin sprayed

Behave bank teller, where the money dwella

I'm sick of cleaning floors for stupid hoes like cinderella

It's getting to the point where i can't deal with myself

This is just how i really feel with myself

[hook]

[verse 2]

It's off, how you do with your badge and suit

Wondering what the fuck i am up to, huh

Is this a friendly visit

Or am i just another black miss statistic, on your shit list

Cause when you look into my eyes can you tell

I be disguising myself, for other people's wealth

If you can't let me paint a picture of it clear

If i'm guilty no questions, lie detections

Regrets, only those who chose to cross up in my section, confession

I ain't afraid to shoot ya

Cause prostitution in the projects seem to be this bitch's only future

So put the money in the bag, don't push a button

Making false fucking moves all of a sudden

Even if i hear the wind blow

You gon' have a meeting with them nice folks, in the clouds though

For sho', i'm tired of being broke busted and disgusted

At the end of my rope, labeled as dick sucking, trick turning ho

Stealing a bunch of wallets, spreading violence, silence

Listen to the tick-tocking of the clock and

Watching the security guard attempting to play it hard

No time for fight, once we pull this heist

Trying to change my life, if the price is right

If the price is right now

[hook x2]

[nola]

Nola!

See that's how i be feeling sometimes

You be in another state of mind

You be trapped in your own little world

People can't understand, they wonder why you get high

You know what i'm saying you be trying to escape

Escape from reality

You know you be doing bad, your pockets broke and shit

And people can't relate to how you be feeling