TRIALS & TRIBULATIONS Lyrics

Floatin'

Floatin'

Feels so close

Feels so close

Through the trials and tribulations

He been runnin' out of patience

Told god he really hate waiting

Said god I really hate waiting

Said he can't take it

Running out of patience

Heart started racing

Everybody snaking

Everybody faking

If he had a chance he'd take it

If he had a chance he'd take it

Slid with the stick on him, he had a blicky

Right in his waistline, he had it in his grip

Told them he gon have that heat on him til he get rich

Until he blow up and he make it out the sticks

And he make it out the trenches

Went from ridin' Honda, now he riding in a Bentley

100-round drum and it came with extensions

Don't find out you a snitch or you gone

End up missing

Came from public housing, now he sleeping in the ritz

Speak on his name and it came with the pressure

Came with a stretcher

Laid him out in the bed

Aimed at his head

You killed my brother

That's what he said

He ain't aiming at your body

He aiming at his head

Said he from the streets

He ain't worried about no feds

As long as his daughter fed

He getting right to the bread

Yea you heard what he said

Heard what he said

Had a blicky on the side

Killed em, it's a homicide

Man down he was slidin'

He was talking tough and now he just rotten

He was taking tough until he started crying

He was taking tough until he started dying

Started bleeding out and then he started crying

See the tears up in his eye

Bullet went in a came out the other side

It's a flatline

Killed his brother's killer, shot him in the face yea

It's a cold game and

It's a cold cause yea

Nah it ain't safe

Gave his brother's killer a facelift

And slid off in the wraith

And took l the money he was hiding in the safe

Ran until he can't no more

Ran into the liquor store

Ran into the corner store

But he ain't trynna run no more

He ain't never getting married

Got Amiri on his jeans

Said he married to the game

And he married to the streets

Here they come kicking in the door

Can't take it no more

And he came from nothing he was sleeping on the floor

And he came from nothing he was sleeping on the floor

He been stacking all that cheddar just so he could stay high

He was trynna stack that bread just so he could stay low

Get so cold, yea it get so cold

Almost got away with it

But they snatched his soul