Trouble
I'm fresh to death, kill all these verses Like a psychopath
What I spit increases my dopamine, Call it crystal meth
You don't look down to me, my Respect and attention you paying me
Till you stuck in debt
I'm the real bad guy, call me side effects
A maniac going hard till I can't catch my breath (Huh)
I'm the general, fuck yo favorite ho, Then I let her go
The love is conditional but I'm still Gonna hit it though
She dropped that ass real low like my Eyes when I roll
She's a handful, beautiful, nympho
No lie I put the panties to the side
After that go and catch a homicide
Sike!
I'm still getting money though, call Me Pablo
Oops I meant Domani, man this shit Too funny
I'm stacking my money and you Looking at me funny man I might Just do it again
Don't care that's yo hunny, man I'm Her new hubby
Yo girl wants to fuck on LA
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga yeah
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga grrr
Where I'm from you gotta prove Yourself, have the best kicks and the Baddest girls
Wait your turn cause this shit twirls, Reverse the curse
When I write a verse it's like I'm Boutta purge
Strike they nerves or put 'em in a Hearse
So I sit and observe, hittin' licks in The burbs
Man all my life I had to flex, cause all I ever saw was disrespect
Niggas clowning you for shit you Didn't have
Well I guess now this is the Aftermath, my time to laugh, second half
Now the same niggas acting like they Bros, cause broke in they soul and They lone
So reap what you sow motherfucker, Cause shit gets cold in the summer
I call it karma what you call nigga? Fuck that man you learned the Scripture
I'm stacking my money and you Looking at me funny man I might Just do it again
Don't care that's yo hunny, man I'm Her new hubby
Yo girl wants to fuck on LA
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga yeah
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga grrr
I'm stacking my money and you Looking at me funny man I might Just do it again
Don't care that's yo hunny, man I'm Her new hubby
Yo girl wants to fuck on LA
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga yeah
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga grrr
What I spit increases my dopamine, Call it crystal meth
You don't look down to me, my Respect and attention you paying me
Till you stuck in debt
I'm the real bad guy, call me side effects
A maniac going hard till I can't catch my breath (Huh)
I'm the general, fuck yo favorite ho, Then I let her go
The love is conditional but I'm still Gonna hit it though
She dropped that ass real low like my Eyes when I roll
She's a handful, beautiful, nympho
No lie I put the panties to the side
After that go and catch a homicide
Sike!
I'm still getting money though, call Me Pablo
Oops I meant Domani, man this shit Too funny
I'm stacking my money and you Looking at me funny man I might Just do it again
Don't care that's yo hunny, man I'm Her new hubby
Yo girl wants to fuck on LA
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga yeah
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga grrr
Where I'm from you gotta prove Yourself, have the best kicks and the Baddest girls
Wait your turn cause this shit twirls, Reverse the curse
When I write a verse it's like I'm Boutta purge
Strike they nerves or put 'em in a Hearse
So I sit and observe, hittin' licks in The burbs
Man all my life I had to flex, cause all I ever saw was disrespect
Niggas clowning you for shit you Didn't have
Well I guess now this is the Aftermath, my time to laugh, second half
Now the same niggas acting like they Bros, cause broke in they soul and They lone
So reap what you sow motherfucker, Cause shit gets cold in the summer
I call it karma what you call nigga? Fuck that man you learned the Scripture
I'm stacking my money and you Looking at me funny man I might Just do it again
Don't care that's yo hunny, man I'm Her new hubby
Yo girl wants to fuck on LA
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga yeah
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga grrr
I'm stacking my money and you Looking at me funny man I might Just do it again
Don't care that's yo hunny, man I'm Her new hubby
Yo girl wants to fuck on LA
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga yeah
I'm trouble my nigga, I'm trouble my Nigga grrr
Credits
Writer(s): Lesego Malatji
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