Trippy Tha Kid - Knuckle Up lyrics

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Trippy Tha Kid - Knuckle Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Travis Karter] Sick to my stomach in my room all day Mind too sharp so I don't need a blade God on my side; you shoot? I pray Make the wrong move? He might take your life away Remember them days I was young, and afraid of Halo Now i spit the fireflame 'til I see a rainbow All I see around me is slaves in the snow Only difference today is that now the chains Gold Stressed to the point where I can't even sleep Probably ain't closed my eyes in about a damn week Price you gotta pay if you want to succeed And I could never fail, I don't got a plan B Snakes in the gra**, don't know where to step Feeling like my biggest enemy is my reflection And add more stress with every single breath Meanwhile you hating on me cuz you wanting attention? Boy you got the gun? Not smart enough to use it Finger on the trigger? Not brave enough to pull it Talking Big Talk? lil' boy come do it Only got one shot - I'm Steph Curry when I took it Gotta slow it down before I burn it up Every single day I'm still learning bruh Thinking that you you big sh**? Is that how it is? Then explain to me why I never heard of you Gotta get the cheddar any way that it comes Doing better than they ever thought I could have done Talking bout, how you hard? And fear no one? But you was the first to run soon as the cops come Creeping out the cut Bra** knuck Tucked under my cloak Now tell me lil' f** Boy Wa**up? When we one on one [Verse 2: TrippyThaKid] Pa**enger in the whip again Roll a binty, better beat it then Leggin' beggin' centipede with them Measuring light with the feet of them (Got damn, uh) Flyin' by 'em think I wonder why I'm in a hurry gotta get it over with Enty gotti, I be rollin' it (God damn, uh) Ballin' roley poley bowlin' b**h Hot and smoking like we stolen it Pa**ive aggressive I hold it in (God damn, uh) Weak in the knees I get weak when I breathe THC in my blood cause I need it to sleep It's the weekend the deepest is waiting for me Greetings from cretins we coming in peace It's the beast of the evening a dog off the leash And I'm deep and carnivorous I am diseased Nothing contagious, a curse is in me Said you're worthless but girl you are perfect to me And I'll k** for you mama, it's worth it to me (and I'll k** for you mama it's worth it to me) And I'll k** for you mama it's worth it to me Oh damn what, what you wanna one on one? Better than these mother f**ers doing gun on gun k**ing everybody out here they don't give no f**s Better be careful homie we don't even get no love And I'm tryna spread love to them all though But these pussies fighting, shooting up the mall though I'm just tryna get bud from Geraldo p**y look for me? I be like Waldo [Verse 3: Supa Sortahuman] I need it, I want it, I have to have it With my people, I have to half it See some cake? I have to smash it Receive a check I have to cash it I'll fire it up but, you have to match it Got some hash I had to stash it Rap on tracks like backs I'm spazzin' This ain't actin' this just a fraction Of half the sh** that has to happen Like gats are clapping, the speakers slappin' I'm on the map, you can call me captain Rep Sortahuman, We always snapping With many factions we all about the action See, we be rappin', our homies trappin' I know where it's at and that's a fact man Pockets so heavy just like a fat man Rollin' it up, Po'in it up Don't give a f** what they talking 'bout bruh I'm pointing my finger and holding it up Put out the joint then hop in the truck Bumping my sh**, these wack rappers s** They ain't f**in' with us, It's just me and mine I speak my mind, I'm feeling fine, my b**h is fine These are the days this is the time The truth comes out every time I rhyme Ima cop an ounce, what the f** is a dime? Y'all snorting lines and feeling fine, But y'all k**ing time Shake it off, man you need to shine Like literally, y'all k**ing time Y'all must be blind Y'all must be tired Just go to sleep We all some creeps