Trance (feat. Orion)

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HoneyBunz

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I wake up to the caffeine and nicotine
I sit back and just think about the bigger things
Sit back in my pad, ride my own wave
Cigarette with the yak on the gold plate
I sit back catch a vibe, try to pick her brains
But the shit I’m picking up didn’t make her sane
See I’m way too young to waste my life away
You be feeling fear while I be feeling pain
I just wanna bitch stacking money in the bank
She a born sinner but she’s acting like a saint
With the wrong man that be flexing like a taint
You can straw man but I am what you ain’t
I can tell you now that I feel the whole style
Try walking in my shoes, bet you couldn’t make a mile
Smoke a bowl and stretch your soul
I’m on a roll, stuck in album mode
Who else kills it the same way that we do?
You’re translucent with all the bullshit I see through
You stuck in this game with a dead end deal
Should have focused on the music ‘cause the money wasn’t real
I’m praying that the money don’t change me up
Still I go hard like titanium
Can’t work a 9 to 5 till I’m 95
Or still hanging on like I’m Betty White
Try to match up with me, you know you don’t stand a chance
Them straps and the kilos and you flipping the grams
But the flex is all fake, I can tell by your stance
Yeah, I call you out ‘cause I don’t give a damn
Tell me say less, I’ma foil your plan
F*ck with that life, you just taking a chance
Chasing that clout and just try’na gain fans
It’s a dangerous path, don’t you fall for the trance
I wake up to the visions of a limousine
Tell ‘em that it’s more than just a daydream
I sit back and hope I never get too mainstream
I be chillin’ with the liquor in my bloodstream
I just pour drinks that be freeing my mind
You stay selling out, you’re just try’na get signed
But true to myself I stay
Tied down to the game call it Christian grey
I could see right through the false image you portray
Yeah you faker than fake, you like cheap toupee
I’m on a power trip but I ain’t singing love songs
Stimulate my mind but don’t steer me wrong
I keep my third eye open but my opinion is strong
I believe what I believe and if that’s a crime you better lock me up
All you bitches crying, I’m just catching dubs
But I ain’t living for the flex
I just come for necks and be collecting checks
Ice in my veins, got you feelin’ vexed
Got your mind in a daze, make you feel perplexed
I stay grinding every day so I can feed my fam
When y’all choose to sink I can say I swam
Stay putting out these hits, I swear I’m feelin’ like the man
To buy my moms a Bentley, shit was always the plan
But just keep being average so you can push your sedan
Try to match up with me, you know you don’t stand a chance
Them straps and the kilos and you flipping the grams
But the flex is all fake, I can tell by your stance
Yeah, I call you out ‘cause I don’t give a damn
Tell me say less, I’ma foil your plan
F*ck with that life, you just taking a chance
Chasing that clout and just try’na gain fans
It’s a dangerous path, don’t you fall for the trance
It’s a dangerous path, don’t you fall for the trance
It’s a dangerous path, don’t you fall for the trance
It’s a dangerous path, don’t you fall for the trance

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