Tripled

Lyrics

(Keep it 1hundo Rell) Life move fast, Did I go down the right path Imma rapper thats what I say when my family ask Ain't go to college after high school that made granny sad Right after high schoolI was trappin takin xannies bad Lil know we rock regardless, whether good or bad When its purin rainin on me, dawg I can't get mad When my family changin on me is it bout some cash I just wish they knew that if I got it, they would have I be sayin shit that's outta pocket when im mad I dont even gotta bond wit my mom and dad Think about it when im high, and it made me sad Bitches at the spot, askin can they take a bath I been fallin back plottin, tryna make a path Trynna clear it for my niggas Low spirits I remember Hoes stare if you a winner Stop for soul food im in Memphis Juan was wit me, im in Denver Throwin up, im feelin sicker Want to go home, I was bitchin Then I smoked im like im trippin I was tempted but I didn't Gotta temper I be trippin I was ment to keep on spittin This shit ment, this all for temple [Chorus] Started of wanna nickle for a feature then it tripled, then that tripled, then it tripled, (Then it tripled then it tripled then it tripled,) Then that tripled, then that tripled ~ Then it tripled then it tripled, Then it tripled then it tripled Then it tripled then it tripled Then it tripled then it tripled, Then it tripled then it tripled, Then it tripled then it tripled Ohhhhh Then it tripled Ohhhhh then it tripled Ohhhhh then it tripled, Then it tripled That shit Different~ [Verse 2] It was a nickle I was chargin when I first started White fendi, first nickle went to boys and borded Use to play my man phone, and thought im getting shorted Sweat suits I use to sport it, trappin tryna go forward The rain viscous keep on purin, but I kept recordin I was on the block ain't never think i'd end up tourin I use to want lesabes, ain't never even think of foreigns When I do good things, I never ever think record it I was in the maze lost, Fam stressin laid off, gram strecthin My man fumbled wit the rock, thought he would catch it Its fucked up, when that bitch a thot and feelins catchin I been fuckin up my gwaup, should be investin I been hangin back uptop, Like i ain't destine I ain't trynna lose my spot, I need direction I ain't trynna stay in the box, im trynna spread it Damn I need some leverage [Chorus] Started of wanna nickle for a feature then it tripled, then that tripled, then it tripled, (Then it tripled then it tripled then it tripled,) Then that tripled, then that tripled ~ Then it tripled then it tripled, Then it tripled then it tripled Then it tripled then it tripled Then it tripled then it tripled, Then it tripled then it tripled, Then it tripled then it tripled Ohhhhh Then it tripled Ohhhhh then it tripled Ohhhhh then it tripled, Then it tripled That shit Different ~