Trappin All Day
Meek Mill Lyrics


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Man I′ve been trapping all day
Man I don't even sleep
I been posted on the block ain′t make it home in a week
I don't even chang my clothes, wash my face, or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back and that Prada on my feet
You know I'm ′bout my paper no lie
They say they need that work we get it to them no time
I′m 'bout mine drought time trying to stash cake
Cause niggas Dave Chappele with work they selling half baked
Drop it in the pot you lose mad weight
A nigga sell me that we set his ass straight
I′m like goons out lurking
Show up to his crib in the a.m. and get murdered
Word up get these niggas something they ain't heard of
Cause I′m well respected well connected like a server
The nerve of fucking lames thinking its a fucking game
We [?] up in rain
No rims on it fuck 'em plain
Fuck ′em good fuck 'em hard
Hating niggas fuck 'em all
Half them niggas fuck with law they
Cross that line get fucking knocked
But I don′t get mad I just get paper
See me fresh in DTS laughing like hi hater
I tap on the gas and its bye hater
We get them squares in a little package like Now & Laters

Man I′ve been trapping all day
Man I don't even sleep
I been posted on the block ain′t make it home in a week
I don't even chang my clothes, wash my face, or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back and that Prada on my feet
You know I′m 'bout my paper no lie
They say they need that work we get it to them no time

You see whatever you need you could get it here
My niggas always got it they getting it off the pier
You want to last long in this game well listen here
You keep your mouth close make sure that work it disappears
I can get you murked with a whisper in the ear
Getting it cracking over here
They getting work but ain′t no action over there
These rappers is actions I swear
I moved so much shit I should win trapper of the year
See I'm posted on that block watching over bread
I got forty on my hip and get one up in the head
Let a nigga run up and he dead I promise that
Live by that G cod and I'mma always honor that
Where the fuck did these niggas find you at
Your money too short your mula too light
Your paper too thin hommie you ain′t got to win
This Gillie and Meek two nigga from the streets
Stay fly that′s why your bitches leave with me

Man I've been trapping all day
Man I don′t even sleep
I been posted on the block ain't make it home in a week
I don′t even chang my clothes, wash my face, or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back and that Prada on my feet
You know I'm ′bout my paper no lie
They say they need that work we get it to them no time

Now get with me [?] or big glizzy
Brick of raw looking like an Xbox 360
Riding dirty through the hood like a Banshee 350
Bout to take it to the trap and tell my man get busy
Got them hands like Bibby ya the whip game proper
I was fucking with that hard 'til the wrist game got up
Then my bitch game got up
Every whore that I adore they was checking for the boy
But I was checking for the raw
Either posted on the block right in the cut next to the store
With dimes of vanilla had the fiends like it was Thriller
Ya I mean I would kill them on the 1st
Came out early in the morning trying to make the birds chirp

Man I've been trapping all day
Man I don′t even sleep
I been posted on the block ain′t make it home in a week
I don't even chang my clothes, wash my face, or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back and that Prada on my feet




You know I′m 'bout my paper no lie
They say they need that work we get it to them no time

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Meek Mill's song "Trappin All Day" describe the life of a drug dealer who has been hustling non-stop for days, without sleep or proper hygiene, just to maintain the extravagant lifestyle that comes with the money he earns from illegal activities. He is proud of his work, and he and his crew move with stealth, ready to take out anyone who crosses them. The song also alludes to the importance of keeping one's mouth shut in the drug game and the dangers of being snitched on. Despite the danger and potential legal consequences, the singer of the song has no intention of stopping his grind.


The song ultimately glorifies the dangerous and illegal actions of drug dealers, depicting a lifestyle that may appear attractive to some listeners. However, it also highlights the risks and violence that come with such a lifestyle, which can lead to serious consequences.


Line by Line Meaning

Man I′ve been trapping all day
I have been selling drugs to make money for an entire day


Man I don't even sleep
I don't even rest or take a break from selling drugs


I been posted on the block ain′t make it home in a week
I have been staying on the street corner for the past week and I haven't been able to go home


I don't even chang my clothes, wash my face, or brush my teeth
I haven't taken care of my personal hygiene because I need to maintain my appearance with designer clothing and shoes


To keep that Gucci on my back and that Prada on my feet
I need to keep selling drugs to maintain my image of extravagant fashion


You know I'm ′bout my paper no lie
I prioritize making money over everything and it's not a lie


They say they need that work we get it to them no time
When people ask for drugs, we provide it very quickly without delay


Cause niggas Dave Chappele with work they selling half baked
Some people sell low quality drugs that are not properly prepared


Drop it in the pot you lose mad weight
By adding drugs to the cooking pot, it loses weight or volume


A nigga sell me that we set his ass straight
If someone sells me bad drugs, we will discipline them


I′m like goons out lurking
I have some people on the lookout or surveillance


Show up to his crib in the a.m. and get murdered
If necessary, we will go to someone's house in the morning and kill them


Word up get these niggas something they ain't heard of
We will give people something they have never seen before


Cause I'm well respected well connected like a server
I am highly respected and have good connections like a computer server


I tap on the gas and its bye hater
When I speed away, I leave behind people who are jealous of me


We get them squares in a little package like Now & Laters
We give people drugs in small packages that are similar to the candy, Now & Laters


My niggas always got it they getting it off the pier
My associates always have drugs available and are selling it on the waterfront


You keep your mouth close make sure that work it disappears
To not get caught, you need to keep quiet and make sure the drugs are not seen


Either posted on the block right in the cut next to the store
I am usually standing on the street corner next to a store


But I was checking for the raw
Instead of seeking out women, I was seeking out drugs


Came out early in the morning trying to make the birds chirp
I would wake up early in the morning to start selling drugs and make a lot of money quickly




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Comments from YouTube:

Tyrell Edwards

11 years later this the first time I ever heard the end of meek 2nd verse 😕

b b

can re upload the full version for download? the link you put is broken and I'm having trouble finding it on my own.

tron330

This was on the leaked "gangsta grillz" mixtape that ended up being flamers 2. Didn't know it was purposely cut off tho

lyrik harfoush

tish shit is sick

mahrodr

Every otha song on the mixtape is the same besides this song and Hottest in the City.... But for Hottest in the City, the only problem is that second verse is a quilly millz diss, so they played it in reverse, just edit the song and re-reverse it

Beats By The KILO - Hip Hop Beats, Music & Media

Huh?

Stewart Brown

Its a case they cut off. An actual criminal case. So there cut it out. The quilly diss only 3 bars. Not like he came @ Cass nut ass.

Arccway

Ookkkaaayyy!

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