Don Trip - No Title lyrics

rate me

You know what?

I’m just gon go

Ok, you know me, young catch and play

Rap ‘til the motherfucker extra break

Life’s bitch, you coming to,

Still got more hoer then a cabaret

Still getting blow like a clarinet

Screw you nigga like selling me

Some things I never learn how to do relaxing way

I’m the bomb, bless the way

On the road to the riches, travel safe

Even Heaven expect the true’s, otherwise wouldn’t have a gate

I’m balling baby, berried in sand, Jim Brown on the pay

Squash that I’ve be about my sale life

Right where you are and Range Taylor

And what I’ve sawn is what I read

So fuck me, God bless my sits

Dogging deep but I got it on plates

Kill your dreams girl I rock and beat

I don’t pray, I pray on the weekend

From where I stand you look like a tree

In my pock ____(?) ain’t staying wipes, I take your blood before I taste the fear

Look back in my proud, look deep in the eyes

Like they see their face looked over me

Full speed ahead, no brake release

I can’t let it die, get away from me

No sure lean, don’t know sure what that mean

Only acting and get away from me

I try suicide ‘fore I take her near

Speedy Gonzales try to chase the cheese

I’m the rap, you know better to ball team from Atlanta

And this brave it’s me

All this pain way of my sleep

I deserve to be complicit

I don’t know what you want from me

All I know it’s what’s on my table

Now let’s play free tag with all the labels

I make my own, don’t make no favor

I heard your records, I’m not convince if you moving around or was playing my ____(?)

SOS hands up for Lakers, that ain’t no good for leave the saviors

Ain’no rapper left to relating

Ooh I understand your frustrations

Cuz I ain’t wake up in your _____(?)

Cuz I wake up in a damn Buggati

I wake up ran up with no place ______(?)

And I don’t feel Illuminati, I feel the young nigga with shot

A tip on his shoulder, a body catch a body

You're already news, cuz he's nobody

Nobody's special, pardon this complexion

You don't need help, you don't need saving

Recordin' you, all they need is correction

Correction, you bitches need ________(?)

That charge per hour is service protection

Thinkin' that shit won't eva affect us

Shit just grew became inefficient

Now we all sit, no-one to help us

No-one accepts us

No-one except us, now we all gathered outside

Some courtroom fightin' fo' justice

Find out it's just us _________(?)

Where is all the effort?

Pray for the guy who just left court

Facing 30 years, tryna raise his kids

Sellin' white dirt

That's not an escort, that's somethin' he's neva prepared for

Breach