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Don Trip

Genres: Hip-Hop

Puzzle Pieces Lyrics - Don Trip

[Verse] 

Season greetings heard its snowing in hell 

It's some friends rooting for me really hoping I fail 

Ah, well here I go again 

Take a picture, show a friend 

Even when I fall I'm right back up just like a bowling pin 

Words can't harm me I got alligator skin 

You lil' monkeys vs an alligator, alligator wins 

Food for thought, have a bite, I been fighting all my life 

I just go for what I want without ever thinking twice 

Second guessing so unhealthy, if you off a millisecond 

It's a race against time and you dead if you in second 

No, I ain't make the rules and the rules I don't abide by 

Partners changing colors on a nigga like its tie dye 

Focus on the mission staring on the prize wide-eye 

Up close and personal I don't believe in drive-by 

Money make these bitches leg spread like a Wi-Fi 

Come here messy bih let me stroke it like it 994 

Tiger in this bih 

I got money old enough to have off writers in this bih 

All this balling maybe I deserve a title in this bih 

Kill the game have them coming holding lighters in this bih 

Who are you? Please don't answer that, I don't really care 

I'm just making conversation I felt tension in the air 

Now I'm planning in the era where honesty is rare 

But, leave it up to I, I'm gon' bring it back in style 

Food for thought, have a bite, thought I heard your stomach growl 

I've been fighting all my life ain't no throwing in the towel 

Oh it's me against the world bet I'm never backing down 

Anytime, any place I be waiting in the lounge 

From the school of hardknock but instead of cap and gown 

We get bulletproof vests and a couple hundred round 

No diplomas or certificates just bags of dirty dividends 

Now we tryna clean it up buy a couple businesses 

Promised momma this was it, promised I would get legit 

Now I got a son and my baby momma with the shit 

Back to the scale I go 

Tried the honest living but the check was pretty low 

Broken record here we go, back through life's revolving door 

Most my niggas got no talent if it ain't involving dope 

Goddamn, guess we trapped in the trap 

Out here dying for a living 

Now how backwards is that? 

Godspeed! 

 

Out here dying for a living 

Now how backwards is that? 

 

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