No More Trippin'

I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'
I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more

Y'all understand the
Time that it takes
Or the patience to entertain
The kind of guys would nine to fives Who tell me that my job's a hobby

All I know is I could not be
Walkin' round all high and cocky
Frontin' like you know the cost
Nigga don't you got a boss

Niggas love to kill your dream
When they ain't got no self-esteem
Learn to weed those niggas out
Before you build yourself a team

Tell me how to build your brand
While raising kids and working 12s
Barely getting sleep, my mama
Told me I'm gon' hurt myself

I can't see how niggas seem
To hate the stars from off the ground
Same game in that blame game
Why the parents wasn't around?

Mom and Daddy a no show
Now they wanna blame Momo
They say "fuck the police"
Kids grow up to hate Popo

I can't let my seeds fall
Too far from this God plant
Nigga almost 30
Y'all don't know where my mind at

I don't know where this time at
Man listen the bar has risen
Smooth talker with harsh intentions
Dark nights and it's Harvey Dent
I'm Nov

I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'
I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'
I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'
I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more

I want my kids to have
More than I had
Son only one
But he's just like his dad

Shout out my daughter
I already taught her to
Stunt on these niggas
And get to the bag

I will not stop till I'm
Known as the GOAT
Hoes on my dick but
Nov of at your throat

I will not let up
Until all my cheddar
Is thicker then Colby-Jack
Swiss mozzarella
Yeah

Young Dayton nigga
Gem City gem
For these young hating niggas

Creme Dela creme
Pulling rank on these little niggas
I'm just trying to eat
Clear the bank on you niggas

I'm From the Bottom
Scrape up the residue
Peace and security
Somethin I never knew

These insecurities
Use 'em as better fuel
To empower me
High on this pedestal

I'm feelin' cocky
Wishful thinking
Thinking you could stop me

Crystal drinking
With a lifted Pinky
But this pistol blinking
Like it's fucking winking

Shorty got her whole ass out
Bullshitting with the cash cow
I'm not your average real nigga
You got a problem then deal with it
And I'm still with it

Like whoa
I just want to be the man
Right Chea
Feeling Mystikal

Mixing Remy with the Hen
Got me feeling metaphysical

What I'm doing here biblical
Got my check up like a physical
But it's cool, like the principal
But it "school" man, man
Listen man...

I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'
I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'
I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'
I can't slip no more
No more slippin'
I can't trip no more
No more trippin'

I can't lose no more



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Writer(s): Roy Martin Iii
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