Trouble Maker-Drank Sinatra

歌手 : Drank Sinatra

专辑 : Controlled Substance

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:36

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TXT Trouble Maker-Drank Sinatra 文本歌词

Everybody ****in wit u

You til they get what they want

If you're foolish enough to trust em

Then it's partially your fault

So it's fuc you pay me my money b***h

Then get the fuc on

Before you came across my path

I was just crossing the roads

Of success and failure

Until I found a rest spot

Meeting strangers I've known for years

Trying to chart the best route

I'm best off booking it solo though I'd like to help out

Your situation but consequently you need to **** off

Just the thought of falling short cuz n***as thinking its friendly

Makes me happy I'm always 'packing'

When these n***as be 'trippin'

So just follow the trail of guts

As I throw out the filling

I'm on the road less traveled

Wit no passengers n***a

I'm out classing you n***as

That's why you gassing me up

Like I'm clueless bout what the fuk u n***as asking me for

I don't make time to play dumb

Cuz I got somewhere to go

Without justifying a reason

The simple answer is no

Free rides

I'm constantly aware

With all 3 eyes

Can't listen to every ****in story cuz

They got 3 sides

Besides the risk is too high

For me to be taking these chances

Just to be beatin around the bush

Listening to you n***as tap dancing

So b***h run me my money

**** that

Rambling and fumbling

**** n***as working my patience

On a path to saying nothing

This s**t bout money you dumbs**t

And feeding my family

If u can't comprehend that b***h

Then y we talkin got dammit

So n***a pull up yo panties

Before I beat up that p***y

Go out and make you some money

And maybe then we'll talk music

Til then don't play me for stupid

I built a trench in this game

Have them n***as come out and see u b***h

You mention my name

They'll introduce you to pain

And even help you get famous

Get you a column to yourself

And put your face in the papers

N***as sayin they're OG's

And you not even no gangsta

Just lying about your life

Boy you just puttin on make up

And you inking ya face up

Now you stinking the place up

Fo something happen to you

Boy go to church and get prayed fuh

And ask for forgiveness

Cleanse your soul of that spirit

Go head and give your life to God

And find a purpose for living

Then take your pick of these women and

Pass that s**t to your children

And be thankful to tell your testimony

Every thanksgiving

Now do this is rememberance

From that time you was lost

More than half way on a pathway

To gettin ****ed off

By some n***as that bout they business

Who piss dro from their kidneys

Who not at any point in time

Have no use for no witness

That's why business and personal interests

Don't ever quite get along

Cuz when people get in their feelings

S**t gets deeper than songs