t r ᴉ p p ᴉ n g ft. Kenton Lyrics

Always in the mood to push that wood

And get to flippin', we all trippin

Are, are, we, we, trippin

Seen those wheels, they spinnin

got you spittin fire

See me roll another cone

But for the kids I don't condone

Please don't say none

I am just another anxious kid

Tryna stay calm

In a world bad, so bad

But I really don't say none

And I know that you really don't say some

When it's not bout you

They don't hop out coupes

They deployed in a war

So far from you

I know I know, know, know

All on our own we cope

All on my own I smoke

Yeah no, I know, know, know

I got a bed, all on my own

I get some bread, all on my own

I got a roof over my head

That I can call my home

(Call my home, call my home)

I got a bed, all on my own

I get some bread, all on my own

I got a roof over my head

That I can call my home

(Call my home)

What I wanna say is

You better be grateful

If you sleep in peace

And it's not on the street all week

If you can speak peace

And don't gotta worry

If you gettin shot into pieces

Trust me believe this

Privilege has never been even

I fuck with the world

But it's clear we deceived

When it's comes to the fact

How we act when it's hurt and bleedin

Shit it's never been easy

(Woah)

Whole lotta pain

The world needs easin

So I come with the flow

Like all four seasons

(Yeah)

Or something like this

When I write my shit

Whatever I'm doin

I'm doin the best

That I can get

But I might lose track

Tryna to focus

On another level

On too many things

I'm boutta lose it

Stone cold face

Cause the world so strange

And the paygrade's low

And the wrongs don't pay

All we see is loss

All we see is grey

Looking at this shit

Like it's so fantastic

Rap shit really my only grand passion

God please save these days from crashin

Need less talk, more action

I was in a mood to pursue that cash and

Save like I'm playin that game creation

My boy skate, but they don't know

That I'm bout to flip out

Because my mom need to have a sick house

I think death's when I go and put the pen down

But even then it'll live what I write down

I appreciate my town

But I gotta move out right now

And get my

I got a bed, all on my own

I get some bread, all on my own

I got a roof over my head

That I can call my home

(Call my home)

I got a bed, all on my own

I get some bread, all on my own

I got a roof over my head

That I can call my home

(Call my home, Call my home)

Inhale smoke

Let your brain go cruisin

But it's important

To be back right back

And its not 01 so you go

Act right man

So much room to grow

I got a whole lifespan

So I better do better

I'm bout to battle

All the letters

A to Z see cheese

And I get it

(Like woah)

Fuck outta here

If you never said some

Won't get a piece of the pie now no

Call me an addict

I'm smoking that weed

Daily at it

You think I be crazy

And go to the blow

But I'll blow up

Then show you

Hip Hop seems like

Nothing you know off

Y'all weirdos be show offs

And actors who think

They could pull us through mud

Like they tractors but matter of fact

They be cappers

Who rap bout the fact

They got paper on paper on paper on

(huh)

That shit so ch (uh)

That shit so cheesy

I feel like I'm greater

Straight up

So go out be thankful

For what you got

Who you love (who you love)

And who got your back yeah

Who got your, who got your

Who got your back (shit)

(Run it back)

I got a bed, all on my own

I get some bread, all on my own

I got a roof over my head

That I can call my home

(Call my home)

I got a bed, all on my own

I get some bread, all on my own

I got a roof over my head

That I can call my home

(Call my home, Call my home)