Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Strapped’ by A$Ap Twelvyy. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$Ap Twelvyy or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
(Windows down and we’re caught in flight)
(Windows down and we’re caught in flight)
Windows down and we’re caught in flight
You can let the breeze, let the breeze cool you
Yeah, shit fell up in my lap
I was sellin’ packs
I wasn’t really worry ’bout no raps
I was movin’ straps
This is all facts (Way way back nigga)
Me and Dame chargin’ to the max ’cause these monkeys on our back
Anything bling get snatched
Nah nah nah nah nah f*ck that Twelv
Don’t talk these niggas, now it’s time to show these niggas
Show these niggas like a movie, nigga!
Yeah, this shit fell up in my lap
I was sellin’ packs
I wasn’t really worry ’bout no raps
I was movin’ straps
This is all facts
Me and Dame chargin’ to the max
Got these monkeys on our backs
Anything bling gettin’ snatched
If it’s what I’ve seen then it’s facts
You can ask who is on they ass, I was livin’ fast
F*ck a casket, had a mask and a automatic
One sec, no cameras no case
And every ghetto nigga pump strays
Had to duck a few, now I’m at the W
Prolly light up a few if I’m feeling comfortable
Paranoia got me watching all my friends
I make it out this hell I’ll never sin again
It’s probably a lie ’cause I’d do it all again
‘Cause everything I’ve done gave me fuel just to win
Gotta peep the vision
If there’s a monster inside of you
Well I’m gonna keep it clear
I wish it would take all these things and go
There’s no more we need to know
We’ll fade out
See Dave got shot, then he got locked up
Pootie got popped, then she got knocked up
I was on the block, shocked all rocked up
Narrow with the mark, robbin’ with some Glocks
Ask who could stop, hoppin’ out with choppers
Poppin’ like we poppin’ ’cause we got this city rockin’
Broke just ain’t an option
All this pain, all this fame, got me drinkin’ all this pain
In the club to myself, thinkin’ ’bout the days I was stealth
I was in the hall raisin’ hell
Young Twelv, frame a little frail but I had the bell
Loudmouth nigga but he’ll damn near make you melt
Hot boy, rollin’ with the juveniles
Prolly wouldn’t shoot me now, got a new Ruger now
‘Cause Life’s a bitch, and I’m goin’ through it now
Everyday’s do or die, hesitate, lose a nail
If there’s a monster inside of you
Well I’m gonna keep it clear
I wish it would take all these things and go
There’s no more we need to know
We’ll fade out
Monster inside of here
Well I’m gonna keep it clear
I wish it would take all these things and go
There’s no more we need to know