Still Trippin'

I ain't gone flex
I be hopin one of you niggas test me on these beats
So I can do the rest
Show you that this ain't a game checkers
It's a game of well you know the rest
I been waitin for a rap beef (mmhhhmm)
One of you niggas come get at me (mmhhhmm)
It's okay you can come and @ me (mmhhhmm)
Silly Billy runnin willy nilly in the city
Wit no glizzy can't be really gritty
Boy why you pretending?
He he ha ha he he ha ha
Stop, Paco why you always playin so much?
Cause these niggas always serious and they still suck
Might as well have some fun wit it and collect some bucks (uh)
Guess what? I'm still trippin'
Ain't shit changed I'm still trippin'
Guess what? I'm still trippin' (uh-huh)
Shit ain't changed I'm still trippin'
No hay sitio para el fracas
Tengo mi te en mi vaso
Del amanecer al ocaso
Innovando como Picasso
Quieres un beat, o quieres piano?
Quieres mi voz? Yo, de cualquier foma gano
Tu puedo decir en que tono estas
O explicar de que va este flow latinoamericano
Raices, la fuerza, la tierra, la llama
So yo con los mios no quiero tu drama
Y mira no lo siento, ya me canse
Siempre aquantando tus lamentos
Yeah guess what? I'm still trippin' citch
I bet you thought I was innocent
I'm really out here in the field drillin shit
Well not in the field like
But in a field of lyricist
And everybody know I kill shit
Yeah that's right
Paco TP & DF on a Legend B beat
You can't beat us three
It's like Kobe Shaq and Phil for a three peat
Gang N Word
Guess what? I'm still trippin'
Ain't shit changed I'm still trippin'
Guess what? I'm still trippin' (uh-huh)
Shit ain't changed I'm still trippin'



Credits
Writer(s): Diana Feria, Tyrell Garrett
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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