Guilt Trip (feat. King E.D.O)
Payette
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Waiting for the beat to drop So I crack my lid and spill my thoughts Sometimes I think music's all I've got Can't be content and I can't stop If I made it, it's a bop Trunk knocking, head bobbing pop Friends rolling up like they're tryna take off Head in the clouds from whatever they brought Head up in the clouds, yeah My brain is in space Feeling kinda dizzy, uh Disassociate Everything is fuzzy, yeah 'Till I'm pressing play Then I know It's okay, it's okay, it's okay Head up in the clouds, yeah My brain is in space Feeling kinda dizzy, uh Disassociate Everything is fuzzy, yeah 'Till I'm pressing play Then I know It's okay, it's okay, it's okay Yo "What kind of music do you make?" "Which genre is your favorite?" "Who inspires you today?" Why can I only pick one? It all goes so hard, there's so many to pick from I guess I'm sick of doing one thing It's boring and really not me Besides, cliques are just a myth Turn that shit up and be proud F*ck a guilt trip Head up in the clouds, yeah My brain is in space Feeling kinda dizzy, uh Disassociate Everything is fuzzy, yeah 'Till I'm pressing play Then I know It's okay, it's okay, it's okay Head up in the clouds, yeah My brain is in space Feeling kinda dizzy, uh Disassociate Everything is fuzzy, yeah 'Till I'm pressing play Then I know It's okay, it's okay, it's okay I've been chilling by myself Making music for a minute Everything I make, you know it gets me in my feelings All my niggas love my hits But I just did that shit for business Now I do it for myself and no one else can get my winnings (Right thing, I did the right thing) Tryna do the shit I wanna do Anybody saying somethin' different they ain't coming through I just got a crib with my niggas and some money too Now it's pretty boy trap every track that I'm on Believing in myself because I know I'm not alone Been looking at my shelf and all my figures lookin' swole And shout out Ugly God, cause that nigga gave me hope And shout out to my brothers who done put me on this trip I thought I was worth a dime Y'all taught me I was worth the drip Now I'm looking at my life, and I know that I'm legit Making up for wasted time 'Cause I know I'm worth a shit, nigga Head up in the clouds, yeah My brain is in space Feeling kinda dizzy, uh Disassociate Everything is fuzzy, yeah 'Till I'm pressing play Then I know It's okay, it's okay, it's okay Head up in the clouds, yeah My brain is in space Feeling kinda dizzy, uh Disassociate Everything is fuzzy, yeah 'Till I'm pressing play Then I know It's okay, it's okay, it's okay (Make music, maybe make money) (Write another song, just keep the hits coming) (No stopping, no other options) (Throw it to the wind, I'm done with caution) (Make music, money, money) (Write another song, just write another song, just) (No stopping, no, no, no) (Throw it to the wind, I'm done)
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Written by: Edo Mbenza-Ngoma, Ryan Elliott
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