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letra de ​don't trip! - william crooks

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[verse 1: william crooks]
f-ck that sh-t, homie, f-ck that sh-t
ain’t no dodging life
that’s why we takin’ hits
tie your shoe, it’s not worth the trip
you just gotta love yourself sometimes
and we could look the way we feel on the inside and out
and we could look the way we feel on the inside

f-ck that sh-t, homie, f-ck that sh-t
ain’t no dodging life
that’s why we takin’ hits
tie your shoe, it’s not worth the trip
you just gotta love yourself sometimes

f-ck that! (smoke)
[chorus: william crooks]
i roll the windows down, down
i won’t turn it down, down
don’t tell me what to do (shhh)
yeah, i run my mouth, mouth
whatchu worried ’bout, ’bout?
don’t tell me to be cool (nah, nah, yea)
and we could look the way we feel on the inside and out
yeah, we could look the way we feel on the inside

[verse 2: cali cartier]
tire to the road , roll down window
rear view view, take me to that time ago
been a long long road, got a lot to go
time ‘ll go till it’s gone, better make a move
d-mn it changed from them days
we would sleng out the living room
came a long way from the way we were making moves
been a long time on the grind, we been certified
now the team shine in the lime, know you heard about
they gon’ come around for the time ’cause they know we hot
undeniable, they recognize on every song we drop
n-ggas actin sly on the side, we don’t worry ’bout
rings around the game in my lane, running circles now
rings around the game in my lane, running circles now
[pre-chorus: william crooks]
and i still tie my shoelaces bunny
’cause i ain’t trippin’ over nothing homie
what i tell you?
f-ck that sh-t!

[chorus: william crooks]
i roll the windows down, down
i won’t turn it down, down
don’t tell me what to do (shhh)
yeah, i run my mouth, mouth
whatchu worried ’bout, ’bout?
don’t tell me to be cool (nah, nah, yea)
and we could look the way we feel on the inside and out
yeah, we could look the way we feel on the inside

[outro: william crooks]
don’t trip
don’t trip, don’t trip
(seven keys make a lock)
f-ck that sh-t, homie, f-ck that sh-t
(don’t trip about it)
don’t trip, don’t trip
don’t trip, don’t trip
don’t trip, don’t trip
don’t—

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