Central Cee - Entrapreneur

Do you know what
The trap still running, it's never turning off
Different product, same hustle mentality
The only difference is
You pay taxes on it and feds can't kick off your door
We put the trap in Entrapreneur

We was flying up O with white
We was building lines
Now it's clothing lines
I sell tee's & my darg sell T's aswell
But his ain't got no design
180 for the tracksuit
Go somewhere else if it's overpriced
New generation don't know how to trap
'Cause they all getting high off their own supply
Trap house in the woods

Where the Bando's haunted
It's super natural, poltergeist
Witnessed things that I wish that I didn't
Like crackheads overdose them die
Bad b's curving the kid
Back them when I weren't so lit
I was broke them times
Bitch would you ride on the back of the bus
What about on the front of a stolen bike
Soho pitching coke to the gay men

I'll serve anyone I got an open mind
No complaints when it comes to the customer service
I pick up the phone polite
See man fall in love with the white
Billie Eilish 'Cause they got ocean eyes
Set up a shop, then it's open 24 hours
We don't have a closing time

We put the trap in Entrapreneur
All of the time that we spend in the field
Woulda thought I got me a Ballon d'Or
I'm stacking not dropping a bag in Dior
Went from a Toyota Yaris to Urus
I still got the same work rate as before (work rate as before)
Two years that I ain't been home
730 days on tour

It was Nokia ringtones
Picking up phones, no private calls
Now it's microphones
I think that I got bipolar disorder
The way that I'm going through highs and lows
Insta full up of IG models
And back in the day I would these Skype these hoes
My girl try hack my iCloud, When I log in
Gotta hide my code

Tryna get in through face recognition
When I was asleep and my eyes were closed
If she ain't got nothing to hide
I might make her my wifey, I might propose
How many lies got told?
Don't belive in the hype, it's false
Bro died he was still in his teens
The chances are slim of me dying old
I won't lie it's me or them

Slime shit I'm a wipe his nose
Unbanking packs and touching faeces
I was OT, you would find it gross
Now it's five-star hotels
Michelin star dining
I might rise a toast
New generation will die for clout
They'll do anything for a Viral post

We put the trap in Entrapreneur
All of the time that we spend in the field
Woulda thought I got me a Ballon d'Or
I'm stacking not dropping a bag in Dior
Went from a Toyota Yaris to Urus
I still got the same work rate as before (work rate as before)
Two years that I ain't been home
730 days on tour