Trixie
Lyrics
I had to tell her thanks
She just wanted one conversation
I don't blame her stopping, shit is complicated
Honest neighbors don't open their mouths unless they got to say their contemplations
Homies know I'm not to fake, I had to tell her
"I'm okay but not okay", thoughts of you but not today
And that makes me feel like shit, but that's okay
Nightmares of decisions keep the road paved, timely nough
I've been up with writtens bout the cold days, sighing much
Trying not to give in to the old ways,
Sitting on my dome, while i'm looking for who gon' relate
Niggas think they know me, been assuming everything
So they think i don't change, but it's usually every day
I'm on another whole plane, No wonder i always got a growing taste
Anyone conservative, find it hard when the game change
We may see or be god, prepare for anything
I swear to god, niggas so scared of any change
That they can't see, dough ain't the goal, it's a gateway
You looking at yourself enough, you see we make pain
Living with depression makes me realize my fate's made
I can't change how i feel, why rather fake
That's just a shitty way to bottle things and stagnate
So i don't try to make life appeal to my mind
If i gotta say bye and die, then that's life
Shit may go right, if so you can call me
But i just hope you learn new tricks
Get it, friend
I had to tell her thanks
She just wanted one conversation
I don't blame her stopping, shit is complicated
Honest neighbors don't open their mouths unless they got to say their contemplations
Homies know I'm not to fake, I had to tell her
"I'm okay but not okay", thoughts of you but not today
And that makes me feel like shit, but that's okay
Nightmares of decisions keep the road paved, timely nough
I've been up with writtens bout the cold days, sighing much
Trying not to give in to the old ways,
Sitting on my dome, while i'm looking for who gon' relate
Niggas think they know me, been assuming everything
So they think i don't change, but it's usually every day
I'm on another whole plane, No wonder i always got a growing taste
Anyone conservative, find it hard when the game change
We may see or be god, prepare for anything
I swear to god, niggas so scared of any change
That they can't see, dough ain't the goal, it's a gateway
You looking at yourself enough, you see we make pain
Living with depression makes me realize my fate's made
I can't change how i feel, why rather fake
That's just a shitty way to bottle things and stagnate
So i don't try to make life appeal to my mind
If i gotta say bye and die, then that's life
Shit may go right, if so you can call me
But i just hope you learn new tricks
Get it, friend
Writer(s): Solace Bowden
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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