LuminBeats, AndreOnBeat - TRIP Lyrics

Demons out here be creepin'
I've changed a lot no feeling
Remind me the plot I kill it
Sneak like an opp your willing
Breakin' up thoughts and I'm in 'em
Trippin of some rocks and I drifted
Might need another one for the pain
I'm good, Insane
Pop 22 shots in your brain
He talking on us he a lame
But he don't know shit bout a game
Bitch, You hate
He take it too far he in pain
He take it too far on my name
In the middle of the block, screaming his mommas' name, bitch
Great Dane, but you call me buddy
You boutta need cane, when your vision look funny
Don't fuck with me
I know you think you the shit
I know you think you're legit
Face your fears or call it quits, Huh
Right or wrong, you need to back up your actions
Need to stop talking cap and proceed smoking that gas
White boy lookin like em, shaved off my eyebrows and shit
Going through some motions, and I got some hater kids
Looking through trippy lenses of life and I'm learning lessons
Staying at the crib and smokin' cabbage into lettuce, who could of said it
My blessing won't come, taking five shots down of black rum
Don't show me that tongue, bitch I'll fuck you till you numb, hah
Yeah, roll on the beat, clappin' some cheeks
Fuck all the sneak dissin', I'll do this shit for keeps
Play 7 days a week, feel like doe boy
If you feel like bro, boy, then I got your back
And we roll a pack
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'
Trip, trip, trip, trip
Trip, trip, trip, trip
Trip, trip
Trippin, make me see six
Eclipse in the sky, but look you a bitch, shit
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Trip off that shit
Tripping legit
You can't face it
Stealing my script
Ugh, tough
Look, I might just get rough
You show up man get fucked
Really sorry bout your luck, bitch
And she know she devine, snack on that all damn night
And that's not all I want, but we ain't gotta fight
I know we made some wrongs, but we can make it right
It's been so hella long, but I write this fucking song to let you know
And if you want me gone then I'll be on my way
You know how much you mean in my heart
Don't say you didn't lie to me though, I get we had lots of growth to see
But babe it'd be you and me
Felt like you were losing me, but I was here the whole time truthfully, bitch
And I freestyle for your ass, and I freestyle for you bastards
Put you in a casket

Demons out here be creepin'
I've changed a lot no feeling
Remind me the plot I kill it
Sneak like an opp your willing
Breakin' up thoughts and I'm in 'em
Trippin of some rocks and I drifted
Might need another one for the pain
I'm good, Insane
Pop 22 shots in your brain
He talking on us he a lame
But he don't know shit bout a game
Bitch, You hate
He take it too far he in pain
He take it too far on my name
In the middle of the block, screaming his mommas' name, bitch
Great Dane, but you call me buddy
You boutta need cane, when your vision look funny
Don't fuck with me
I know you think you the shit
I know you think you're legit
Face your fears or call it quits, Huh
Right or wrong, you need to back up your actions
Need to stop talking cap and proceed smoking that gas
White boy lookin like em, shaved off my eyebrows and shit
Going through some motions, and I got some hater kids
Looking through trippy lenses of life and I'm learning lessons
Staying at the crib and smokin' cabbage into lettuce, who could of said it
My blessing won't come, taking five shots down of black rum
Don't show me that tongue, bitch I'll fuck you till you numb, hah
Yeah, roll on the beat, clappin' some cheeks
Fuck all the sneak dissin', I'll do this shit for keeps
Play 7 days a week, feel like doe boy
If you feel like bro, boy, then I got your back
And we roll a pack
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'
Trippin', trippin', trippin', trippin'
Trip, trip, trip, trip
Trip, trip, trip, trip
Trip, trip
Trippin, make me see six
Eclipse in the sky, but look you a bitch, shit
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Trip off that shit
Tripping legit
You can't face it
Stealing my script
Ugh, tough
Look, I might just get rough
You show up man get fucked
Really sorry bout your luck, bitch
And she know she devine, snack on that all damn night
And that's not all I want, but we ain't gotta fight
I know we made some wrongs, but we can make it right
It's been so hella long, but I write this fucking song to let you know
And if you want me gone then I'll be on my way
You know how much you mean in my heart
Don't say you didn't lie to me though, I get we had lots of growth to see
But babe it'd be you and me
Felt like you were losing me, but I was here the whole time truthfully, bitch
And I freestyle for your ass, and I freestyle for you bastards
Put you in a casket