Trippin'

Middle finger to a phony Think I want to kill the homie Nah I ain't trippin want to wipe his nose like a bogy Death before dishonour theirs a couple things you didn't show me Sitting on a ride and I ain't tripping yeah Ill do it lonely Asked myself the question wonder if he's trying to test me Tired of fighting demons off me hope he's trying to save me Look the devil in his eyes and I think he's about to break me But it's my turn so I'm going to come through blazing Get it done and leave no traces Heard their writing statements sold their soul to stations Selling all their souls and signings deals they gave them different papers Only deals I'm signing is the type that's going to help my wages And if its up its up I swear there ain't no writing pages I could of had you stuck but I gave you a buck let me give you a hand If the roles reversed and I got stuck I won't need your hand You know I get up my grand I'm fly just like I am peter pan No expirations date on beef this shit here will never end Don dada we'er keeping rockets the streets are going wild Keep it moving that's out of pockets the shooters break him down Buss the seal no ski mask I'm trying to flip it now Dial one'o'one its an emergency I'm trying to break him down Middle finger to a phony Think I want to kill the homie Nah I ain't trippin want to wipe his nose like a bogy Death before dishonour theirs a couple things you didn't show me Sitting on a ride and I ain't tripping yeah Ill do it lonely Asked myself the question wonder if he's trying to test me Tired of fighting demons off me hope he's trying to save me Look the devil in his eyes and I think he's about to break me But it's my turn so I'm going to come through blazing Get it done and leave no traces Think I'm about to my laces Get a boot and give him a face lift Can't be broke I think that's shameless Drugs make me numb I feel painless Sick and tired but focused I think I go through stages Only time I feel alive is when I sit down and count these papers Sick and tired I'm sick and tired I'm sick and tired I'm sick and tired Pop a perc it gets me high Drink some lean it gets me tired Smoke some weed it gets me fried All three I'm still the same guy Either way I'm rolling trying to tame this fire Smoking too much I'm paranoid I think it got me nervous Spending too much money in designer when I'm buying purses Pressure on my back I can't sleep I need them night nurses Who the fuck gone look out for me when I'm down bad and can't buy no purses Middle finger to a phony Think I want to kill the homie Nah I ain't trippin want to wipe his nose like a bogy Death before dishonour theirs a couple things you didn't show me Sitting on a ride and I ain't tripping yeah Ill do it lonely Asked myself the question wonder if he's trying to test me Tired of fighting demons off me hope he's trying to save me Look the devil in his eyes and I think he's about to break me But its my turn so I'm going to come through blazing Get it done and leave no traces