I ain't trippin' on it
I sent the homie the beat, but he ain't written on it
I bet they wish I'd pick a different topic
All they want me to spit about is gettin' profit
They don't want me to deliver knowledge
I don't need to make a million off it
I just wanna say I'm livin' off it
Pay my bills and put my kids through college
You can't take it with you when you in the coffin
Not concerned with bitches, gettin' rich or flossin'
I'm tryin' to build a business, have the biggest office
Liquor stocked, whiskey rocks, gin and tonic
Maybe take a week off and hit the tropics
Try to stay cool in the midst of conflict
But any given second I can flip and bomb shit
Sometimes it feels like I have a billion problems
But right now I ain't trippin' off 'em
I got a headache and I'm late for work
I got a red stain on my favorite shirt
I ain't got my rent paid and to make it worse
Today's the first, but I ain't trippin' on it
I hate my job and my boss is a major jerk
I can't pay my bills until they pay me first
Pulled over by the cops on my way to work
No paperwork, but I ain't trippin' on it
I made a lot of mistakes, wish I could press rewind
I was tryin' to find a better life
But I got laid off and I fell behind
I hope my car don't get repoed a second time
It feels like I'm in my second prime
I'm tryin' to make sure the deal and the check is signed
But I don't feel they respect my rhymes
Even though they age like expensive wine
I'm sick and tired of being next in line
If you're tryin' to name the best, you should mention mine
I've been tellin' guys never sell your rights
Never sell your soul, that's my best advice
You never know when depression strikes
Several nights I knelt beside my bed and cried
Try to keep the stress inside but the pressures rise
But I won't let it affect my vibe
I got a headache and I'm late for work
I got a red stain on my favorite shirt
I ain't got my rent paid and to make it worse
Today's the first, but I ain't trippin' on it
I hate my job and my boss is a major jerk
I can't pay my bills until they pay me first
Pulled over by the cops on my way to work
No paperwork, but I ain't trippin' on it
A Rapper Named Nati - Trippin' Lyrics
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I ain't trippin' on it
I sent the homie the beat, but he ain't written on it
I bet they wish I'd pick a different topic
All they want me to spit about is gettin' profit
They don't want me to deliver knowledge
I don't need to make a million off it
I just wanna say I'm livin' off it
Pay my bills and put my kids through college
You can't take it with you when you in the coffin
Not concerned with bitches, gettin' rich or flossin'
I'm tryin' to build a business, have the biggest office
Liquor stocked, whiskey rocks, gin and tonic
Maybe take a week off and hit the tropics
Try to stay cool in the midst of conflict
But any given second I can flip and bomb shit
Sometimes it feels like I have a billion problems
But right now I ain't trippin' off 'em
I got a headache and I'm late for work
I got a red stain on my favorite shirt
I ain't got my rent paid and to make it worse
Today's the first, but I ain't trippin' on it
I hate my job and my boss is a major jerk
I can't pay my bills until they pay me first
Pulled over by the cops on my way to work
No paperwork, but I ain't trippin' on it
I made a lot of mistakes, wish I could press rewind
I was tryin' to find a better life
But I got laid off and I fell behind
I hope my car don't get repoed a second time
It feels like I'm in my second prime
I'm tryin' to make sure the deal and the check is signed
But I don't feel they respect my rhymes
Even though they age like expensive wine
I'm sick and tired of being next in line
If you're tryin' to name the best, you should mention mine
I've been tellin' guys never sell your rights
Never sell your soul, that's my best advice
You never know when depression strikes
Several nights I knelt beside my bed and cried
Try to keep the stress inside but the pressures rise
But I won't let it affect my vibe
I got a headache and I'm late for work
I got a red stain on my favorite shirt
I ain't got my rent paid and to make it worse
Today's the first, but I ain't trippin' on it
I hate my job and my boss is a major jerk
I can't pay my bills until they pay me first
Pulled over by the cops on my way to work
No paperwork, but I ain't trippin' on it
I sent the homie the beat, but he ain't written on it
I bet they wish I'd pick a different topic
All they want me to spit about is gettin' profit
They don't want me to deliver knowledge
I don't need to make a million off it
I just wanna say I'm livin' off it
Pay my bills and put my kids through college
You can't take it with you when you in the coffin
Not concerned with bitches, gettin' rich or flossin'
I'm tryin' to build a business, have the biggest office
Liquor stocked, whiskey rocks, gin and tonic
Maybe take a week off and hit the tropics
Try to stay cool in the midst of conflict
But any given second I can flip and bomb shit
Sometimes it feels like I have a billion problems
But right now I ain't trippin' off 'em
I got a headache and I'm late for work
I got a red stain on my favorite shirt
I ain't got my rent paid and to make it worse
Today's the first, but I ain't trippin' on it
I hate my job and my boss is a major jerk
I can't pay my bills until they pay me first
Pulled over by the cops on my way to work
No paperwork, but I ain't trippin' on it
I made a lot of mistakes, wish I could press rewind
I was tryin' to find a better life
But I got laid off and I fell behind
I hope my car don't get repoed a second time
It feels like I'm in my second prime
I'm tryin' to make sure the deal and the check is signed
But I don't feel they respect my rhymes
Even though they age like expensive wine
I'm sick and tired of being next in line
If you're tryin' to name the best, you should mention mine
I've been tellin' guys never sell your rights
Never sell your soul, that's my best advice
You never know when depression strikes
Several nights I knelt beside my bed and cried
Try to keep the stress inside but the pressures rise
But I won't let it affect my vibe
I got a headache and I'm late for work
I got a red stain on my favorite shirt
I ain't got my rent paid and to make it worse
Today's the first, but I ain't trippin' on it
I hate my job and my boss is a major jerk
I can't pay my bills until they pay me first
Pulled over by the cops on my way to work
No paperwork, but I ain't trippin' on it
Writer: Gerald Owen
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