Çağla - Trialz. And. Errorz. Lyrics

I'm living life as a martian
We hide far from the margin
West side, lots of connection
I'm high, high in the sky and
An obituary's all I can think of
My time to die when the bullets set off
A Gemini with the blueprint pinned off
Jack in the box, and I'm back, and I'm pissed off
Population, 7 billion
I'm out the hunt for millions
I'm yelling from rock bottom rising up cause there's a reason
Why a struggle just occurs?
What if I'm the one that's cursed?
So everyone around me stay away or you might just get burned
But now I'm poking Satan with his fork
Maybe lend me talent?
Ten years after, then I'll be a corpse
Can't just stay in silence
Let a homie die from all this war
This city full of violence
Slit a murderer's head out to court
With these trials and errors
Coming straight out of failures
Going straight for the papers
No f*cking clout from these haters
No, I ain't searching for fame
Just want them to know my name
Reppin' my gang in the game
No way that I'ma switch lanes
With these trials and errors
Coming straight out of failures
Going straight for the papers
No f*cking clout from these haters
No, I ain't searching for fame
Just want them to know my name
Now that I'm back in the game
No way that I'ma switch lanes, uh
No way that I'ma switch lanes, uh
No way that I'ma switch lanes
Couldn't keep my head above water
Couldn't keep my 'vic for the summer
Can't keep living over and over
This f*cking nightmare's a torture
Wish I could just wake up and see my bank account debt free
Cause tomorrow's another day but no dollar in me
Especially when it come, all these bills here to haunt me
Adulthood is the only hood that can really scare me
I must retaliate against the government then hit a lick
Fighting for my people, telling my story and get a hit
Only good that Trudeau did was legalized the cannabis
Said only good that Trudeau did was legalized the cannabis
Trying to get back in the game cause no mission is ever harder
Wearing bulletproof vests from my 9 to 5, it's f*cking slaughter
All these bitches like oil cause they all thicker than water
Bless the lord oh my soul so dark, I chug holy water
With these trials and errors
Coming straight out of failures
Going straight for the papers
No f*cking clout from these haters
No I ain't searching for fame
Just want them to know my name
Reppin' my gang in the game
No way that I'ma switch lanes
With these trials and errors
Coming straight out of failures
Going straight for the papers
No f*cking clout from these haters
No I ain't searching for fame
Just want them to know my name
Now that I'm back in the game
No way that I'ma switch lanes, uh
No way that I'ma switch lanes, uh
No way that I'ma switch lanes, uh
No way that I'ma switch lanes, uh
No way that I'ma switch lanes