Troubled
Tryp Flo
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Out of place in society So I puff on a couple blunts I'm rollin' California weed in December Remember once I had ego death Shit was insane I ain't been the same since Perpetual conflict in my mental Legit, I'm strugglin' with memories My thoughts be my enemies My blood fulla hennesy The gun is my remedy The sun won't remember me And matter fact, that applies to any one of you bitches talkin' yo shit I spit my bars and take a hit Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Every road that I pave just leadin' me further away) Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Think that I'm losin' my way the colors run and fade to grey) Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Every road that I pave just leadin' me further away) Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Think that I'm losin' my way the colors run and fade to grey) Goin' through the Santa Ana Art Walk Amazed by the paintings I just been hallucinating on acid Switchin' them paths in my brain I'm sick of the act I'm just with bad ways to cope with the pain Might be somewhere in my chest But I'm high so my judgment it ain't the best Twisted imagination been defacing every trace of reality Surrealism melting the clocks on the walls Pupils dilated Eyes bloodshot Finna die today Cos I just thought it was love but I guess not I'm alone, stoned in a restaurant Overthinking but I can't stop Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Every road that I pave just leadin' me further away) Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Think that I'm losin' my way the colors run and fade to grey) Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Every road that I pave just leadin' me further away) Get high, stay cool Keep eyes glued to the floor (Think that I'm losin' my way the colors run and fade to grey) (Every day I wake up in the mothafuckin' middle of the day, what I gotta say) (Gotta find a way, never gonna fade away, yeah) (This world is a race to the top, get yo piece at the top) (Every-) (Every day I wake up in the mothafuckin' middle of the day, day, what I gotta say) (Gotta find a way, never gonna fade away) (Motherfucka made a way to the top- Motherfuckas to the top-) (Every-) (Every day I wake up in the mothafuckin' middle of the day, what I gotta say) (Gotta find a way, never gonna fade away, yeah) (This world is a race to the top, get yo piece at the top) (Every-) (Every day I wake up in the mothafuckin' middle of the day, day, what I gotta say) (Gotta find a way, never gonna fade away) (Motherfucka made a way to the top-) Problems that I cannot solve I'm fallin' on the floor and bawlin' F*ck em all Yo I can't bring myself to call a fuckin' hotline All the thoughts inside my head are not mine Pointless to work toward a better me I'm in shackles so heavy And mentally face a mountain of unhealthy tendencies Paradoxical traits of complexity Reach a level of pain with intensity in my extremities Can't find a remedy Never find any serenity As I'm just watchin' these fake motherfuckers pretend to be Something they ain't ever been and they'll never be I might overdose accidentally
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