Quincy Thomas - Trippin' Lyrics

So I
Did dirt with a motive
Dig first
Put a hole in it
Shit hurts when you rolling with all the punches
I
Missed worked cuz it's corporate
Flipped birds to the normal shit
Put kids in an orphanage
From a Mormon bitch
Now God hates me
Who's got 80 (Yee!)
Keys of cocaine
All of the locks changing (Yeah!)
So who from
BC to AD
Could f*ck with me?
AD to HD (Yeah yeah yeah)
These voices keep me company
They all crazy as shit though
'F*ck I need a bitch for
I get f*cked by the system
Entirely
This shit isn't a kid's show
First Lady's a nympho
Disagree
And I'mma think you're feeding lies to me
Remand was a project of my darker days
Took a couple drugs
Balanced clear
With darker shades
I'm an artist
So I paint the choices
That I've made
Rolled around with lead before
I think that I could fill a page
I started trippin'
In eleventh grade (eleventh grade)
Acting out
The therapist said it was
Just a phase (just a phase)
But I'm still crazy
All my friends say
I should act my age
Why you mad
Don't you know the world is what we make
(Yeah)
Ooooh ooh
It's what we make
(Yeah)
This beat is stuck in my head
I take it out on your bitch
Who wears cutoffs
These clichés
So rich at times
I think I'm better off dead
I made a deal with a devil
A pissing contest
Tell me why her dick's a bigger size
F*cked around on my ex
So why she giving me neck
But I ain't tripping though
Cuz I thought the head was fine
We playing games like it's Chess
You horse around at the best
My Queen bad
Glad I mated you ahead of time
I'm
Not used to
All the
Different
Shit that I
Been on
I guess maybe I'm crazy
For real
I started trippin
In eleventh grade (eleventh grade)
Acting out
The therapist said it was
Just a phase (just a phase)
But I'm still crazy
All my friends say
I should act my age
Why you mad
Don't you know the world is what we make
(Yeah)
Mmm mmm (Q!)
It's what we've made