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letra de trippin, trippin, trippin - luci

[verse 1]
put it all in my hands, i’ma spoil
if you ain’t got no plans or demands, well, good for you
i hear somethin’ callin’
i hear somethin’ way, way, way, way out
why be marginal? yeah, yeah, yeah
few people know you from the middle
and my outside eyes be detrimental
baby, roll my temples, i been creepin’ and crawlin’
weepin’ and wailin’
knees keep shakin’ or be keep breakin’
i hear you calling, way, way, way out
[interlude]
i can never run from my genes, i was given these
to break curses, curses that got me layin’ up in the bed
’til the middle of the day, wake up smokin’ weed
tossin’ and turnin’ all night, wake up four, five times in the morning
how you wake up four, five times in the morning? (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
last few days, i been trippin’, trippin’, trippin’
you know i be runnin’ ’round my head like loose cannon
you can’t be tellin’ me i ain’t that n-gga, you know i can’t handle it, and the candle’s lit
i just don’t wanna stand on what people choose to lose
last few days, i been trippin’, trippin’, trippin’
you know i be runnin’ ’round my head like loose cannon
you can’t be tellin’ me i ain’t that n-gga, you know i can’t handle it, and the candle’s lit
i just don’t wanna stand on what people choose to lose

[verse 2]
livin’ off too much time and too much pride
we had it all, we had enough
and when it’s all said and done, feel like we still ain’t said enough
everybody actin’ tough but bein’ human ain’t enough
it takes some time to come to terms
but b-tton up, burn us up in flames, we go, i know
you think i’m crazy, my skin glow, i’m brown and hasty
he’s known before about me
i gotta come out on top, yes, sir
n-gga from north carolina, they state got it twisted
little high school shorty, bad, don’t never listen
grabbin’ your attention, you was mad for a minute
i’m just up and down, sorry, don’t pay me no attention (i was just a baby)
i’m deleting my subscription to the bullsh-t, man (i wanna run, i wanna play)
[chorus]
last few days, i been trippin’, trippin’, trippin’ (tumble, all day)
you know i be runnin’ ’round my head like loose cannon
you can’t be tellin’ me i ain’t that n-gga, you know i can’t handle it, and the candle’s lit (i’m just a baby)
i just don’t wanna stand on what people choose to lose (and when things don’t seem to be going that way)
i might throw a f-cking fit

- luci

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