Trouble Always Finds Me Lyrics

Pop goes the bubble, whose in trouble?

Do it on the double, yet we stay so humble..

Picking these brains for eternity..

I can't go back they would murder me

Pop goes the bubble, whose in trouble?

Do it on the double, yet we stay so humble..

Picking these brains for eternity..

I can't go back they would murder me

Lifting off into space, but keeping my grace, the chase, this rap game is made

I played, I gained, I sprained, I chained my life together, under the weather forever

Never say never, ever, got to get better, I knew as soon as I met her

We were meant to be, soulmates we, grew together and freed, each other's souls

Grew through the cold, the pain, our brains, connected through our gains

Returning to claim, the throne, in my name, they tame, it's unclaimed, I got to change

Keep getting better every single day

Popping off in every single way, my life is clear now, it was made, doing good for the world and that's how I get paid

Pop goes the bubble, whose in trouble?

Do it on the double, yet we stay so humble..

Picking these brains for eternity..

I can't go back they would murder me

Pop goes the bubble, whose in trouble?

Do it on the double, yet we stay so humble..

Picking these brains for eternity..

I can't go back they would murder me

Pitching words to be heard, to change the world one person at a time

The shine, mistaken for crime, our lines aligned, to form our minds, the struggle the grind

Our energy bind, one person at a time, the energy perfect it's fine

Letting off vibes, how do I describe, a feeling of mine, why, why do these people care so much for destruction?

Their energy like suction, I'm combusting, through combustion

This wasn't all for nothing, I'm not just doing this for something

I'm doing this with passion, with purpose, this pain I'm touching

It's crushing but these emotions I run with so you can crush them

My emotions I flush them, back to the present moment man, I'm rushing

Pop goes the bubble, whose in trouble?

Do it on the double, yet we stay so humble..

Picking these brains for eternity..

I can't go back they would murder me

Pop goes the bubble, whose in trouble?

Do it on the double, yet we stay so humble..

Picking these brains for eternity..

I can't go back they would murder me

You can't predict it, fix it, let it all go it's twisted

The riches, they still won't fix it

I'm livid, the way I spit it, flip it, gaining coins and digits, by a cats whiskers

It's flippant

I'll die flipping, and whipping this game, in inches, a winch to safety, listen, I glisten

These words I'm twisting, they're talking about fisting, a women is no object, but I'm still not Christian

Finally it's all clicking, no rest for the wicked, brains I'm picking

This is all brainstorming, figuring, the right words for triggering, your emotions, and they all came from wishing

No I won't go fishing, their mouths are lippy, some trying to trick me, it's trippy

The gift of the gab I'm just witty