Trippy Lyrics

It get real trippy with this

Playing tag with the blame who's it

Whole fam made it out the bricks

It's a lot to unpack but it is what it is

My past hold me close

I just hope I don't choke

So much I don't know

But who gone get me where I'm sposed

Reminiscing bout my past

Auntie and momma knew best

On the stove burnt my hand

Playing with fire since 10

Praying my sister understand

I just tried the best I can

Shutting down was my trend

Why talk when nobody care

Aint accept help no more

If I kept my pride I score

Stubborn to a tee I swore

Give a bed ill sleep on the floor

Aint taking no advice no more

Imma just take my own course

Devil had a lot in store

Knew his plot worked best when alone

My past hold me close

I just hope I don't choke

So much I don't know

But who gone get me where I'm sposed

It get real trippy with this

But God told me that he right there

Playing tag with the blame who's it

To be real God don't really care repent

Whole fam made it out the bricks

But he paid for the deeds like rent

It's a lot to unpack but it is

That's cap he save me from the sins yea