"Trouble" lyrics
Yeah
Now we about to start trouble
The gloves off, time to grab the brass knuckles
Sick of all the brain rot
Hoping that some flame drop
Guess I gotta do it myself and make the game pop
Yeah
Won't let you cowards get a pass
To listen to your shit
I need some downers and a flask
I douse them with the gas
For the founders of the craft
I would say that y'all are garbage
But you proud of being trash
And I don't gotta play with ya
I don't gotta joke
The truth gets buried and the lies stay cloaked
The money rolling in but your soul still broke
You danced with the devil, lil homie stay woke
Yeah, nice principles, homie
Your life fictional
I'd say you've hit your pinnacle
If your life wasn't miserable
And I ain't hating, I'm just stating the truth
If I was hating, I would hate to be you
So I just
Thank God that I'm not like y'all
Thank God that I'm real
Thank God that I know myself
And I never cared how y'all feel
Thank God when they doubting
'Cause it fuel my soul
Thank God that the ones who hate
Are the ones that nobody knows
Line 'em up, knock 'em down
Money up, we poppin' now
Every conversation starts
With capital like proper nouns
Gotta bounce if you ain't 'bout your business
Had bums up in my circle, cut
'Em out like they were triplets
No wonder y'all conflicted
It's hard to cope and recognize the fact
That you ain't where you wanna be
'Cause of discipline that you lack
Indecisive with your life
Controlled by vices, in a rut
You think it's pricey making moves?
Go peep the price of giving up
You better wake up
Or life's gon' do it for you violently
This life's a long road and you
The one who's in the driver's seat
Don't blame your wreckage on
The homie that you hang with
You the one who chose 'em, you're
The one who's living dangerous
Always on the same shit
Never tryna make a change
Always took the easy route and
Blew it when the paper came
But just know that you can do what I do
The only battle now is you vs you
So I just
Thank God that I'm not like y'all
Thank God that I'm real
Thank God that I know myself
And I never cared how y'all feel
Thank God when they doubting
'Cause it fuel my soul
Thank God that the ones who hate
Are the ones that nobody knows
Now we about to start trouble
The gloves off, time to grab the brass knuckles
Sick of all the brain rot
Hoping that some flame drop
Guess I gotta do it myself and make the game pop
Yeah
Won't let you cowards get a pass
To listen to your shit
I need some downers and a flask
I douse them with the gas
For the founders of the craft
I would say that y'all are garbage
But you proud of being trash
And I don't gotta play with ya
I don't gotta joke
The truth gets buried and the lies stay cloaked
The money rolling in but your soul still broke
You danced with the devil, lil homie stay woke
Yeah, nice principles, homie
Your life fictional
I'd say you've hit your pinnacle
If your life wasn't miserable
And I ain't hating, I'm just stating the truth
If I was hating, I would hate to be you
So I just
Thank God that I'm not like y'all
Thank God that I'm real
Thank God that I know myself
And I never cared how y'all feel
Thank God when they doubting
'Cause it fuel my soul
Thank God that the ones who hate
Are the ones that nobody knows
Line 'em up, knock 'em down
Money up, we poppin' now
Every conversation starts
With capital like proper nouns
Gotta bounce if you ain't 'bout your business
Had bums up in my circle, cut
'Em out like they were triplets
No wonder y'all conflicted
It's hard to cope and recognize the fact
That you ain't where you wanna be
'Cause of discipline that you lack
Indecisive with your life
Controlled by vices, in a rut
You think it's pricey making moves?
Go peep the price of giving up
You better wake up
Or life's gon' do it for you violently
This life's a long road and you
The one who's in the driver's seat
Don't blame your wreckage on
The homie that you hang with
You the one who chose 'em, you're
The one who's living dangerous
Always on the same shit
Never tryna make a change
Always took the easy route and
Blew it when the paper came
But just know that you can do what I do
The only battle now is you vs you
So I just
Thank God that I'm not like y'all
Thank God that I'm real
Thank God that I know myself
And I never cared how y'all feel
Thank God when they doubting
'Cause it fuel my soul
Thank God that the ones who hate
Are the ones that nobody knows
