Troublesome '95
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
I move quick never know where I'm going
Can't sleep wish I was caught in a coma
Gimme a glass of rum with a splash of the cola
Hear the synthetic green I can smell the aroma
In my backpack just a tee and some socks
'Cause I already gave you all of the shit that I got
I need a backbone and to switch up the locks
I'd have had a hundred grand had I listened to Pac
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot, yeah
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
Murder murder state of mind shit ain't change
Power struggles, sex, love I won't cave
Stay my lane, God won't save a second wave
Troublesome '95 know my name
Murder murder state of mind shit ain't change
Power struggles, sex, love I won't cave
Stay my lane, God won't save a second wave
Troublesome '95 know my name
Missed the forest while you looking at all the trees
Thick as thieves in my bag let me roll up my sleeves
Only braggadocious if I'm feeling blue
I'm insecure kept the score only when I lose
Oh but that's the truth ain't it?
All the emotional suites gotta remain vacant?
Or do I reserve a room for the night?
Give you something from the heart and pray you don't destroy the light?
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot, yeah
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
I move quick never know where I'm going
Can't sleep wish I was caught in a coma
Gimme a glass of rum with a splash of the cola
Hear the synthetic green I can smell the aroma
In my backpack just a tee and some socks
'Cause I already gave you all of the shit that I got
I need a backbone and to switch up the locks
I'd have had a hundred grand had I listened to Pac
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot, yeah
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
Murder murder state of mind shit ain't change
Power struggles, sex, love I won't cave
Stay my lane, God won't save a second wave
Troublesome '95 know my name
Murder murder state of mind shit ain't change
Power struggles, sex, love I won't cave
Stay my lane, God won't save a second wave
Troublesome '95 know my name
Missed the forest while you looking at all the trees
Thick as thieves in my bag let me roll up my sleeves
Only braggadocious if I'm feeling blue
I'm insecure kept the score only when I lose
Oh but that's the truth ain't it?
All the emotional suites gotta remain vacant?
Or do I reserve a room for the night?
Give you something from the heart and pray you don't destroy the light?
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
Something 'bout a tinted window in the daytime
Really make me feel like I'mma come alive
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot
But I took the blazed trail never drowned in the box
Only a couple women ever saw what I got
A few close friends that's a pan to a pot
If the blood was any thicker I would call it a clot, yeah
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Writer(s): Eric Swanson
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