Bulletproof
Yeah
That's right
You know what it is
Juice
Troppa Choppa
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
It's that young boy from the chi side
6'5 I'm a real big wise guy
Tall enough that I can see it when they side eye
Tall enough to see further than the present times
I wanna touch where the sky and the seas collide
I wanna resurrect these dreams of mine
Need my lady in a whip that's cleaner than mine
And take her outta state when she need to feel alive
Yeah
I survived my mama's basement
Took my first steps toward greatness
And it was off to the races
I came up around racists
And cops who pulled anyone over with black faces
I know hatred
Still I move like nothing's dangerous
I'm bulletproof with God's angels
And you don't wanna see 'em get angry
They get ruthless
I make sure every prayer is never useless
I write between the lines on the loose leaf
Don't take these words loosely
Beat up all my demons now I'm fist fighting Luci
I can't even listen to nothin that doesn't move me
I stopped making music and I started making movies
Ain't tryna wait around for a label to come choose me
I choose me to tribute what I see
The one and only Troppicana with the squeeze
That's right
You know what it is
Juice
Troppa Choppa
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
It's that young boy from the chi side
6'5 I'm a real big wise guy
Tall enough that I can see it when they side eye
Tall enough to see further than the present times
I wanna touch where the sky and the seas collide
I wanna resurrect these dreams of mine
Need my lady in a whip that's cleaner than mine
And take her outta state when she need to feel alive
Yeah
I survived my mama's basement
Took my first steps toward greatness
And it was off to the races
I came up around racists
And cops who pulled anyone over with black faces
I know hatred
Still I move like nothing's dangerous
I'm bulletproof with God's angels
And you don't wanna see 'em get angry
They get ruthless
I make sure every prayer is never useless
I write between the lines on the loose leaf
Don't take these words loosely
Beat up all my demons now I'm fist fighting Luci
I can't even listen to nothin that doesn't move me
I stopped making music and I started making movies
Ain't tryna wait around for a label to come choose me
I choose me to tribute what I see
The one and only Troppicana with the squeeze
Credits
Writer(s): David Tropp
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