Maze
That bitch she throwing her titties
She know that Im peepin' (peepin)
Imma just give her a call
Feeling like saying hi to that kitty(kitten)
Got whole lotta needs
You cannot smash my bitch Im not Pippen
(got whole lotta needs)
I need whole lotta peace
I'd rather chill alone than fake kickin' (fake kickin')
I got a lot in my head
This shit feels like a maze(a mf maze)
Sometimes I be thinking too much
I just need to give it a rest(ye,yeah)
Why the put me on tests
Why the put me on tests
I got so much shit on my chest
Let 'em say what they have to say
Yeah
On God I've been patient
This whole thing feels like a maze (on God)
Take it left or right
You still ending up in a chase(for real)
On God I've been patient, on God I've been patient
Thinking 'bout doing some new stuff
Thinking 'bout switching location
(switching location)
Feelin' like
Changing,my hair, my mind,my ways
Started thinking 'bout locking some dreads
Exercise,Im blowin' that haze
I got no no friends,I got no no friends
(yeah)
I told her I dont dance,but I got moves like Jackson(yeah)
I gotta make it its more like a mission
I told my slime we gon bring that religion(my slime)
Hit it one time now she think ima miss her
Its all about love when Im giving a feature
Wanna hang with the gang,step up your division
But dont be too greedy
You know ima get ya
(greedy ass nigga)
Dont be texting my phone
You know ima reach ya
If i need ya
You know ima reach ya(ahaa)
I cannot act like these fools
What they doin they petty
(petty ass niggas)
Ah,my homie got PTSD
Know he gotta stay ready(stay ready)
You stuck where you at
'Cause your ass ain't steady(no you not)
Gotta keep my hustle steady
Gotta run me up that fetti
That bitch she throwing her titties
She know that Im peepin' (peepin')
Imma just give her a call
Feeling like saying hi to that kitty(its Trip)
Got whole lotta needs
You cannot smash my bitch Im not Pippen
I need whole lotta peace
I'd rather chill alone than fake kickin'
I got a lot in my head
This shit feels like a maze
Sometimes I be thinking too much
I just need to give it a rest(ye,yeah)
Why the put me on tests
Why the put me on tests
I got so much shit on my chest
Let 'em say what they have to say
(let 'em say what they have to say,aha)
Huh
Let 'em say what they have to say
Huh,its Trip
Why they put me on tests
Why they put me on tests
Fuck what they sayin
She know that Im peepin' (peepin)
Imma just give her a call
Feeling like saying hi to that kitty(kitten)
Got whole lotta needs
You cannot smash my bitch Im not Pippen
(got whole lotta needs)
I need whole lotta peace
I'd rather chill alone than fake kickin' (fake kickin')
I got a lot in my head
This shit feels like a maze(a mf maze)
Sometimes I be thinking too much
I just need to give it a rest(ye,yeah)
Why the put me on tests
Why the put me on tests
I got so much shit on my chest
Let 'em say what they have to say
Yeah
On God I've been patient
This whole thing feels like a maze (on God)
Take it left or right
You still ending up in a chase(for real)
On God I've been patient, on God I've been patient
Thinking 'bout doing some new stuff
Thinking 'bout switching location
(switching location)
Feelin' like
Changing,my hair, my mind,my ways
Started thinking 'bout locking some dreads
Exercise,Im blowin' that haze
I got no no friends,I got no no friends
(yeah)
I told her I dont dance,but I got moves like Jackson(yeah)
I gotta make it its more like a mission
I told my slime we gon bring that religion(my slime)
Hit it one time now she think ima miss her
Its all about love when Im giving a feature
Wanna hang with the gang,step up your division
But dont be too greedy
You know ima get ya
(greedy ass nigga)
Dont be texting my phone
You know ima reach ya
If i need ya
You know ima reach ya(ahaa)
I cannot act like these fools
What they doin they petty
(petty ass niggas)
Ah,my homie got PTSD
Know he gotta stay ready(stay ready)
You stuck where you at
'Cause your ass ain't steady(no you not)
Gotta keep my hustle steady
Gotta run me up that fetti
That bitch she throwing her titties
She know that Im peepin' (peepin')
Imma just give her a call
Feeling like saying hi to that kitty(its Trip)
Got whole lotta needs
You cannot smash my bitch Im not Pippen
I need whole lotta peace
I'd rather chill alone than fake kickin'
I got a lot in my head
This shit feels like a maze
Sometimes I be thinking too much
I just need to give it a rest(ye,yeah)
Why the put me on tests
Why the put me on tests
I got so much shit on my chest
Let 'em say what they have to say
(let 'em say what they have to say,aha)
Huh
Let 'em say what they have to say
Huh,its Trip
Why they put me on tests
Why they put me on tests
Fuck what they sayin
Credits
Writer(s): Yn Trippy
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