Trip On My Words Lyrics - Manwolves

[Intro] 

I dead-ass woke up in the clothes I was wearing last night 

Your boy's a little greasy 

[Verse 1] 

Oh god mother, father, please believe me 

I've been waiting too long 

I've been takin' it easy 

I've been stressin' with the situation, no you have to 

All the warmth I be having it be coming from you 

Been my own lab rat, doin' tests for days 

Seeing what would fuck my mind up and would put me in my place 

What would show me my light, and guide me out my dark 

When my finish line was where I began where I start 

[Pre-Chorus] 

It isn't easy 

Thinking all I'm thinking 

All the wrong I did sorry just bought a business 

And these lies that I told (Yeah) 

And i trip on my words 

Now I trip on my words 

And then I stay tripping 

That's absurd 

[Chorus] 

Wanna, wanna make it, wanna shoot for the stars 

Please God make it so I won't fall short 

Haven't been the best writer, not been good with these words 

But I'm really writing just to show what I am and where I wanna 

[Chorus] 

Wanna make it, wanna shoot for the stars 

Please God make it so I won't fall short 

Haven't been the best writer, not been good with these words But I'm really writing just to show what I am worth 

[Verse 2] 

Throw it way back when, when my diet was shit 

Pissing of my mom and pop, still callin' me shit 

I've been dodging all the drama, smoking in public 

I've been missing all the action, being higher than bliss 

Like some Goodyear running so fast with these wings on 

Threw out my bands and I got me my Scot song 

Voice got deep since the seven-old 

Look me in my eyes, man 

This boy is fully grown 

[Verse 3] 

Now they wanna take my soul, they wanna sell it for gold 

But the jokes on them because I don't have one to hold 

My hair's redder than the rising sun 

Smoking so much reefer feel like Cheech and Chong 

Off the fucking ganja like a Rastaman 

Still jammin' out like god damn 

But I, stick to the finer things 

Like Momma home cooked meals 

That's how love feels, you bitch 

[Chorus] 

Wanna make it, wanna shoot for the stars 

Please God make it so I won't fall short 

Haven't been the best writer not been good with these words 

But I'm really writing just to show what I am and where I wanna 

[Chorus] 

Wanna make it, wanna shoot for the stars 

Please God make it so I won't fall short 

Haven't been the best writer not been good with these words 

But I'm really really really really really really really wanna