Enjoy Ur Trip

Coming from the side
Where niggas will catch body
Brag about it later
Like it's just a new hobby
Babies killing babies
Car seats riding shoty
Bring that girl upstairs
Or leave her in the lobby
I don't have the time
To mess around with a thotty
I just run these tracks
And whip it like Ricky Bobby
I just ride my wave
When niggas would rather copy
I just let em live
They wishing that they could stop me
But it's all in motion
Focus just on your own shit
We could all be kings
This ain't no watching the throne shit

Train of thought running
Through the 609 my dome shit
Constantly moving
As a youngin I had no home shit

Mama worked casino, like Dino
And whined like Pinot, bout zeros
We talked bout Kilos
And moving just like Gambinos
But we know
Like Armidillos aren't pillows
And mustard seeds turn to willows
We just stood by our window
And watched
Which way the wind blow
I thought
Life was in limbo
I fought
With demons
The chosen seaman
Playing like Willie Beaman
Gotta be dreaming
God gotta be watching over
This shit was destined
I'm talking in the past tense
Cuz sun don't rise in the west end
I move like Michael Westen
I'm too smart
Talking bout expressing
This Tru Art
But life is just depressing
My blue heart
Young poet
Who goes hard
Production like Mozart
I'm really blacking out
Rachel Dolezal

Coming from the side
Where niggas will catch body
Brag about it later
Like it's just a new hobby
Babies killing babies
Car seats riding shoty
Bring that girl upstairs
Or leave her in the lobby
I don't have the time
To mess around with a thotty
I just run these tracks
And whip it like Ricky Bobby
I just ride my wave
When niggas would rather copy
I just let em live
They wishing that they could stop me
But it's all in motion
Focus just on your own shit
We could all be kings
This ain't no watching the throne shit

I just talked to God
He said God bless you
If you down to ride
Then niggas are gonna test you



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Mack
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