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I was trippin' I was definitely trippin' now that I think about it Number two, I was Pippen No matter how hard I shoot, I'll never win it all On my own, yeah, without you (Without you) It's the same thing for me I was trippin' I was just used to that shit It's like suicides after practice, I was conditioned this way You a brand new conditioner I didn't realize that I was auditionin' though Bring all of your inhibitions this way Don't tell me no lies, I'm learnin', I'm listenin', huh You should recognize a nigga is different this way Less randomized, and way more intentional now It's all the way down to your hips and the distance dey sway I def' memorized your kiss and the lip-gloss you use I counted the freckles and all of the dips in your face Nothing can touch that joy Pitter patter of your feet I always slip at your pace I been trippin' I was definitely trippin' now that I think about it I was blue, I was crippin' Letras de cancionesSee the red, Bull shittin' I was Pippen No matter how hard I shoot, I'll never win it all On my own, yeah, without you It's the same thing for me You more than enticed a young man Your voice was nearly enough to suffice at that time That isn't likely these days You know what I mean, we sacrifice for this love I know for sure it's not overpriced over here And that's not to say it wasn't expensive as fuck That's not to say we didn't roll a dice over here Scratchin' our heads, it wasn't no lice, it's just real life Committed to her before all of her vices were clear She committed to me despite the advices we heard We thought it was sweet, it's not Oberweis over here Felt like a male bird of paradise for a year Still, we throwin' rice over here (Rice over here) We both had walls up so high Reachin' new heights over here I been trippin' I was definitely trippin' now that I think about it With the crew, I was different Eyes were red, I was bitchin', bullshittin' No matter how hard I shoot, I'll never win it all On my own, without you From Letras Mania