Trippin’

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Lil Berete - Rap

Trippin’

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[Verse 1] You know that we thug living Reminiscing 'bout them days I Had some drugs on me Trying to reach right to the top They tryna fall on me And I got haters in my face They tryna war with me Please don't start with me [Chorus] Tell me why my close ones in my life, they in and out Too much money on me every time I need an accountant And I go hard for my niggas that I lost, yeah And I'm going hard for niggas that I lost, yeah Can't nobody help me And I keep keep trippin bout my homies Ain't had nobody we was trapping till we came up Seen lot of bodies I can walk you to they graveyard To the graveyard Can't nobody help me And I keep keep trippin' 'bout my homies Had nobody we was trapping till we came up Seen lot of bodies I can walk you to they graveyard To the graveyard [Verse 2] Didn't get no hand out, I'm the man now And I got plans now, hundreds in my hand now I told my ex stay down but she stand down And I'mma stay in the top, 'cause I ain't coming down I just took a flight, I want a land now I just went and copped some drip in Atlanta And I got many men try to kill me I got no feelings tell me what you feelin' They don't want no war now We stuck up in the streets they shooting at the wrong one And I ain't never seen my niggas for so long I only put my trust in niggas for the long run For the long run [Chorus] Tell me why my close ones in my life, they in and out Too much money on me every time I need an accountant And I go hard for my niggas that I lost, yeah And I'm going hard for niggas that I lost, yeah Can't nobody help me And I keep keep trippin bout my homies Ain't had nobody we was trapping till we came up Seen lot of bodies I can walk you to they graveyard To the graveyard Can't nobody help me And I keep keep trippin' 'bout my homies Had nobody we was trapping till we came up Seen lot of bodies I can walk you to they graveyard To the graveyard [Verse 3] I just woke up I got fifty miss calls Put my pants on she call me like a ringtone Ain't no problem I can meet you at your friends house I'm come knocking knocking like a landlord We ain't with the fun shit but we having fun, yeah Never thought these lyrics would have me living like this I ain't got no girlfriend, I ain't got no best friend Got it on my own ain't wait for no hand out, yeah I keep on living life, these niggas keep on watching Instead of pocket watching, better keep a pocket rocket And now I'm independent that's a different type of profit And all this pain I've been smoking trying to forget about all these problems They don't love us They just want to see me looked up They don't know us But we turned into a target It's been so long I ain't seen my nigga Sosa And It's been so long I ain't seen my nigga YB [Chorus] Tell me why my close ones in my life, they in and out Too much money on me every time I need an accountant And I go hard for my niggas that I lost, yeah And I'm going hard for niggas that I lost, yeah Can't nobody help me And I keep keep trippin bout my homies Ain't had nobody we was trapping till we came up Seen lot of bodies I can walk you to they graveyard To the graveyard Can't nobody help me And I keep keep trippin' 'bout my homies Had nobody we was trapping till we came up Seen lot of bodies I can walk you to they graveyard To the graveyard

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  • Lil Berete