Trance (feat. Orion)

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 Fuck 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 Fuck 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