Trippin ft. Dr03 Lyrics

Can't be trustin what they talkin they ain't statin' facts

I'm earnin' profit like I lost, aim to make it back

I want that real shit on repeat, so they gon' make it slap

Copped the newest drop, if shit don't work, it back to slangin' pack

They be buggin', use the time up that I need alone

Said fuck the system, I'll be better once my people home

Always keep some doja and a prayer for my people gone

If ain't no profit out the gate, that shit I leave alone

These people fake as fuck, swear can't make this up

I've been stressin' out for them ones ain't wakin' up

Do this for my mama, all them days of waitin' up

Feel like Kirko Bangz how I got drink up in my cup

Can't see what be real, fuck em's how I feel

Headed to the top, like I'm runnin' up a hill

Homie he don't smoke, but he say he love the smell

And big bro made a livin', servin' packs up through the mail

Why that envy fill the air, they prayin', hopin' that I drop

Ain't no stoppin' me, you might just have to call the cop

Ain't no toppin' me unless who toppin me your bop

Life done got to me, close people droppin' by the flock

Shit don't stop, had some beef and trouble findin' what I need

Cool by me, if they gon' hate still ain't gon' change up who I be

Don't mind me, I let them stress and nag on what the truth might be

Who by me, I'm dolo chillin' like I just renewed my lease, I come in peace man

can't be trustin' what they talkin', they ain't statin' facts

I'm earnin' profit like I lost, aim to make it back

I want that real shit on repeat, so they gon' make it slap

Copped the newest drop, if shit don't work, it back to slangin' packs

They be buggin', use the time up that I need alone

Say fuck the system, I'll be better once my people home

Always keep some doja and a prayer for my people gone

If ain't no profit out the gate, that shit I leave alone

You see I'm all up in these streets and I'm steady on the hustle

Gotta grind, gotta get it, grab that pack and make it double

Never fumble like a runnin' back, I'm goin' for that six

Talkin' touchdown, lil' homie, yeah, I'm ballin' in this bitch

Who it be, that loco dro, I be murderin' these creeps

187 on this bitch like how I kill up in these streets

And yeah, I keep my circle small, cause I don't never trust a soul

They be plottin', they be schemin', tryin' to come up on my dough

Said my mind said I ain't trippin', but what's round me say I is

Everything that I done been through got me goin' on a mission

In the Grande duckin them laws, tryna hit me with a bid

Fuck these haters and these hoes, cause I ain't needed em for shit

From the bottom where I came, had to get it out the mud

Talkin' code up on the phone, so you know I was the plug

Had them goonies down to ride, they was beggin' me for blood

Quick to run up on whoever once I told them get it done

Can't be trustin' what they talkin', they ain't statin facts

I'm earnin' profit like I lost, aim to make it back

I want that real shit on repeat, so they gon' make it slap

Copped the newest drop, if shit don't work, get back to slangin' pack

They be buggin', use the time up that I need alone

Said fuck the system, I'll be better once my people home

Always keep some doja and a prayer for my people gone

If ain't no profit out the gate, that shit I leave alone