Mick Jenkins - Truffles lyrics

[Intro] Sittin' in my room Then I did some shrooms Now I'm on the moon [Verse 1] It was Goyard totes and Carhartt tees And art talk, the Coldplay carpet 'round my feet The Dolce scarf, it's 'round my face, forgot my mask (fu*k, uh) fu*k up a mood ring, leavin' the Tri-State I'm on a trip, shorty, don't trip, she know I'm comin' with my plate Smoke out the zip, joint on my lip, I'm off an eighth of the truffle Weight in the duffle Lose and come right back like we played in the bubble Tear sh*t down, play in the rubble True sh*t, we ain't sayin' it subtle ni**as is leeches, ni**as is weeds, dawg Life ain't a beach, this sh*t is a see-saw sh*t is egregious, still, slaves is a secrеt Still want the white man to tell you you prеstigious Rubbin' shoulders with the demons ni**a is tweakin', ah, hell nah [Chorus] Here go another young ni**a makin' trouble, yeah Young ni**a makin' trouble, wait Young ni**a makin' trouble, huh Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen, he don't want the truffle, huh Trees funkier than a truffle, uh Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah Here's another ni**a think he see it like the Hubble, ayy This ni**a speakin' his mind, ayy This ni**a sh*t ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah Here go another young ni**a makin' trouble, ayy Young ni**a makin' trouble, wait Young ni**a makin' trouble, huh [Verse 2] Young ni**a makin' double that money you taxed on and triple the principal I need patience 'cause I know that I'm gon' get the whole thing, gotta get it in intervals Got the bases loaded, I'm tryna make it a Soul Train line right at the home plate, talk sh*t in the interview Then I put back on my Dolce scarf, say too much and they'll finish you I am not stupid, I ain't no goofy Know what the truth is, some sh*t just truthy Too many movies ni**as be thinkin' it's real life, 'til it's real life, then they livin' it foolishly This sh*t is manic, it's still life, for ill life, now we readin' the eulogy, ah, hell nah I can't go for the stain, no, my ni**a I can't control the gang, no, my ni**as All think different, ain't the same, see, I figured If I wanna stay sharp-minded, gotta keep me some sharp ni**as And watch out for shark ni**as No weapon for 'em, not even that Stark ni**a I'm chasin' the dark liquor With clear water, it break it apart quicker I'm breakin' the blunt down, put the gun down, now we smokin' some raw ni**as [Chorus] Here go another young ni**a makin' trouble, yeah Young ni**a makin' trouble, wait Young ni**a makin' trouble, huh Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen, he don't want the truffle, huh Trees funkier than a truffle, uh Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah Here's another ni**a think he see it like the Hubble, ayy This ni**a speakin' his mind, ayy This ni**a sh*t ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah Here go another young ni**a makin' trouble, ayy Young ni**a makin' trouble, wait Young ni**a makin' trouble, huh