Troubled One Lyrics

Pullin' up in an all black Rover

Make sure I don't get pulled over

This bitch in the back seat drive me crazy

That's why I'm not driving sober

And my bro in the seat right next to me got me lookin' over my shoulder like

It's all gone aye

I ain't number one

But I'm one of one

Don't know what I want

Ya ya

Lately i've been known 'round these parts as the fucking troubled one

Been giving my friends all this anxiety, I've been fuckin' up

Been struggling to sleep at night but I'm still down for that one on one

The devil got me in a chokehold and he don't plan to let go

Been fighting for my life, I find the light and then I let it go

Can you tell me why I'm so fucked up? Cause I don't know

I'm just prayin' to God that it never snows

Cause you never know

Can you let me go

Ya just leave me alone

Trappin' out the Continental, I've been feelin' sentimental

Pull up on me wit my bros, you know that shit get detrimental

Protective genes up in my body, I'll be fuckin' up your dental bill

Ya when you lookin' in the mirror and your teeth fucked up, let me know how your mental feel

Pullin' up in an all black Rover

Make sure I don't get pulled over

This bitch in the back seat drive me crazy

That's why I'm not driving sober

And my bro in the seat right next to me got me lookin' over my shoulder like

It's all gone aye

Gucci my closet

Gucci my racks

I spent that shit but I'll make it back

Put my heart on my sleve

Tryna ball as I please

Now this fucking life won't give it back

I'm walkin' on hellfire waiting for this life to take me over

'Till I'm consumed, I need you here

Please don't let me become a loner ya ya

I wonder all the time if I'm just getting colder ya ya

Like is it me or just the devil on my shoulder? ya ya

She wearin' Prada and she tellin' me come over ya ya

I'm just prayin' to God that it never snows

Cause you never know

Can you let me go

Ya just leave me alone

Don't mean to be disrespectful

But I'm on a whole 'nother level

You people stupid as fuck, I'm out here fighting the devil

I'm used to loosing, but I finally might get gems in the bezel

Even at my worst people still call me Mr. Fucking Incredible

Pullin' up in an all black Rover

Make sure I don't get pulled over

This bitch in the back seat drive me crazy

That's why I'm not driving sober

And my bro in the seat right next to me got me lookin' over my shoulder like

It's all gone aye