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Oh oh oh sometimes I feel like I be trippin' Sometimes I feel like I be slippin' But you always bring me back My girl askin' if I'm alright? My friend's askin' if I'm alright? My fam's askin' if I'm alright? I ask myself if I'm alright Tryna rem' the time my ex wanted more closure The bank wanted a foreclosure She let me know her like for God Only place that matter is the one make you consort ova(?) So check that mah'fuckin' wing span This for all my people strugglin' Two jive jugglin', buy school supplies The money that I made ova hustlin' So arrived to make you mad, pops Cali kid made a killin' off the cash drop Not the kind to give a fuck, but say a lot Bite the hand that feed me, fuck it, tear the hand off Snack box with the stash spot My home is the hustle But yo ass say you cannot And that's word to being educated High-life about more than being medicated Letras de cancionesOh oh oh sometimes I feel like I be trippin' Sometimes I feel like I be slippin' But you always bring me back My girl askin' if I'm alright? My friend's askin' if I'm alright? My fam's askin' if I'm alright? I ask myself if I'm alright They used to tell me sellin' weed is a stupid path Until it bought me that computer that I use in class Stayn posted, neva had to use a tag Smart kid, but I'm tryna get the stupid cash But I guess it's stupid like it's stupidest Like being friends with guys that fuck the girl I thought I used to love This motherfucker skinhead but I'm feelin' superboss So I'm tryna smoke some more and do that shit like just because But I recognize the fact and never let my love for money jeopardize my tracks The game feel like a chick, it don't eva let you back But fuck it, you don't know, you won't eva have to ask So consider this our thirties, so give it up, just give it up Just like it's my birthday You think I'm gonna leave this shit? How bout burnin' OJ? Hey, I love this girl for now, till our love's grown hay (Sit back, I realized I could swallow it whole) (So when I'm in the booth I spit fact and) (Street lights like somethin' we gettin' better at) (I see thru you pussies, cause y'all a bunch of chester chads) (I'm listing it, everything changes, so cats on me) (Too good at this shit) (For one slit time pass, instead of passing time) (I'm mastermind trapped in a world full of ass and non-asses) (I'm passed behind my dude) (Don't be alert, your boy's due at work) (Until that cash is mine) Cause I'm too weight for this, make shit recordin') (I'm ready for life now, I can't wait for it) (When it rains, it's pouring, that saying is never old) (Trust till I die, those words double O seven born) (Till the day I'm forever gone, just tryna stay in my part) (And watch out for decepticons) (You really tight till we get it off) (When you win, gettin' low for John Square) (I'm a hexagon, I neva had a son in Morse code) (When you ignore drum, that shit ignore you) (I live by that till my court due) (During the past couple of years, I dropped friends) (I wasn't feeling them honest) (No shall do, I'm feelin' grown, dude) (With more soul that you got in both shoes) (And I'm on my own too, no one said a beef on us) (I'm done paying dues, I'm almost ready for a refund) Don't ask me if I'm alright! Don't ask me if I'm alright! Don't ask me if I'm Don't ask me if I'm Don't ask me if I'm Don't ask me if I'm alright! That feeling, in between, not everything is what it seem But I'm still holdin' on I'm still holdin' on and I said From Letras Mania