Trizz - Trippin' lyrics

[Verse] I pray I don't die in a rut, I pray I don't slip up and die in these chucks Aye, I pray they don't ride up and bust, I pray they don't hop out with choppers and dunk, pull up and hop out the truck These n***as be tripping, I lie in the cut, aye Get caught up for trying your luck, lie in the trunk just for hyping sh** up I need a beat with some ba** in it, and a blunt with some grape in it Pockets deep with some cake in it, ridin deep in LA widdit Ride to the IE n***as wanna find me, but I'm out here high-key ridin' with a dime piece, n***as don't like me! f** 'em, I made it, I'm living, I'm making a k**ing, they hate that I did it! They hate 'cause the f** I ain't given, n***as be talking, and I don't be trippin' I hustle, I hustle, I get it. We really live it, this sh** ain't a gimmick I hustle, I hustle I get it. sh** is just in me, my n***a, I feel it!