Trouble

Eyes wide on a night drive in a nice ride
With a bad bitch on my waist line
In case a nigga tryna take mine
And this game we play it's like a fake life
But it's real shit
In some real time
I can feel it
In my low spine
Money comes but a nigga tired

Now run that shit right back
(Run that shit right back)
The trouble is where I'm at
(The trouble is where I'm at)
And that's no cap
Life lately been lit like a match
And on these streets we missin a map
Just got a task
Just get the bag
Appalled at what a nigga do for a rack
But we just tryna eat so give us some slack

BREAKFAST ON THE COAST
That's what's puttin me in motion
LA JOLLA WITH MY BITCH
Tuscan villas on a notion
And ain't no therapist
Gonna unpack my emotions
Unless we on a private yacht
And all my tears be hittin ocean

OH SHIT
I got a mission
Straight from a vision
I put these niggas in a deposition
I came out of nowhere like an apparition
My mouth is a weapon
My bars ammunition
Now just sit down and listen
It's repetition repetition repetition
That's how I did it
Practice perfect into fucking submission

Now run that shit right back
(Run that shit right back)
The trouble is where I'm at
(The trouble is where I'm at)
And that's no cap
Life lately been lit like a match
And on these streets we missin a map
Just got a task
Just get the bag
Appalled at what a nigga do for a rack
But we just tryna eat so give us some slack

UH OH

(What?)
(That Jalapeño got my stomach hurtin)
(Hahaha that's why I only took like.
I did that you were like...)
(Hahaha)
(I was like nigga damn!)
(Hahaha)
(Nigga damn...)

A nigga hella confident
Kinda like a narcissist
Bars just like an arsonist
Gone just like a ghost

But I play the optimist
Pray that you are competent
Get you an optometrist
To help you see the goat

Dark the Bane of all of it
You merely adopted it
We raised inside the heart of it
All we do is grow

All my niggas rockin it
Even though this life's a bitch
Knocked down y'all got up again
Give yourselves the gold

We on that road
Ain't always with you but I'm there in soul
The verse that I'm spittin to give you the toast
Hope y'all get bitches and money and mo'
Popeye that spinach drink water go fishin
For riches, a better condition,
And keep your militia on hold,
Trigger itches I know,
But you finna do mo than the news ever told
I see the glow
I see that milli
So far away that right now it looks silly
But I got my gaze
Hooked on a feeling
I saw the way now I'm hustlin really just
Stuck in my ways
Life gets me dizzy
Sometimes I sway
Cause that comfort achilles
And I'll spend a day
Or a month in my shitty
But after the mayhem
Get up and look pretty let's go