Trinity

Album cover art for "Trinity" by DJ J Hart & Rim & HDBeenDope & Chris Rivers

DJ J Hart & Rim & HDBeenDope & Chris Rivers - Rap, Boom Bap

Trinity

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[Sample] You are not that high high high high high ... [Rim] All facts my format Never doin' mad just straight sushi Raw raps I don't play dat Don't get out here rough You goin' through stuff? Trust it's nothin' deal when I keep it a buck Cruisin' my name Don't flow with the traffic, my feelin's balanced Never silent Stick to code, computer programmin' And even [?] Doin' curves, showin' the drifts Under pressure, I never order booth and the blitz Pro grippin' On one frequency, but my thoughts pivot No switchin' I'm on one chain with the moat missin' You like runnin' your mouth? Take a head start For my part? Just know I kept it blunt, no L spark Don't care who it is, kings, peasants to chill ones Wit me? You in the desert, I keep it real son, so No matter where at, I'm always a stag I stick to my guns, you more the NRA with the blacks Clap! Stick to my gun!... scratches [HDBeenDope] I'm buildin' lobbies with my posse lookin' super sloppy Feelin' groggy, diggin' in my pockets, all my dollars soggy Now how we got here? I dunno it's kinda choppy So I might buck up on this story but just let me rap, B It was early on a Saturday Diggin' in the crates in hopes of make some shit to make the higher salary A group text from my crew n' what Sayin' a party round 12-somethin' you should come I mean I'm really kinda iffy on the party life I'd rather spend my time at home puttin' bars on mic I told 'em no Around 11 they showed at my door About an hour debatin' then I gave in, let's go We in the whip with me playin' We hit a crib for pre-gamin' Belong to shorty, she flamin' But I don't know what her name is Left her crib and it's rainin' I felt the tinglin' sensation She gave us blunts, think she laced it Now we all wanderin' aimless I blacked out, so most the story is a whisper But no-name shorty hit the lobby, there's 30 niggas with her Points at us and said "They robbed me" And now we on the run I shoulda stayed my ass at home (Maaan...) Next time I'mma stick to my guns Stick to my gun!... scratches [Chris Rivers] I ain't the same as you niggas I came to strangle you niggas I came to Cain and Abel, make angels of niggas I came to buck on Jay, May on you niggas I'm givin' halos, pay low, stay low, 808 fo' you niggas I been a different kind since I spit a rhyme and lift your mind The difference? This is given from Him to mine, it's reached the sky Listen guy, I never switch you get the picture [?] Stiff neck will never see the nigga when he fly by In hindsight, niggas wit' yo weight up is lipo You will get deleted like the fate of a typo See my girl in spandex? Shit is thick but it's tight though Makin' monies with these words, I'm in bliss but you tight though I should buy a saw, when I write is war I got iron jaw, dinosaur with the mind of Thor So rich I'm like Midas or, pockets clogged like sinus cough I became a king with my own hand like a lion paw Lord, it's Rivers Stick to my gun!... scratches

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Credits

Writers
  • Rim
  • HDBeenDope
  • Chris Rivers
  • DJ J Hart