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don trip – neil armstrong lyrics

(verse)
kill a n-gg- over nothing
run from fast money, is a control substance
i’m addicted to it, b-tch i got the shakes
and i hit the rove runnin like i cut the brakes
sharp blade to his knee, tell him cut the cake
point a b-tch took my d-ck, tell er f-ck a date
95, got that slow money, call it steel mills
gps, ask what’s my destination, i say straight to h-ll
i’m not jokin baby, i’m so dave chapelle
i’m so sick and fat, if i’d try to weight myself i’d break the scale
where’s my compet-tion, i’m so tired of having to face myself
i keep killin this sh-t and killin this sh-t, i might have to pace myself

(pre-hook)
with all this money i make, and all these hoes in my face
i got so much on my plate
but i wouldn’t dare take a break
baby i’m so fresh to death, i have a wake every day
i’mma stay strapped til i die
i’ll take my glock to my grave

(hook)
give me sp-ce, give me sp-ce
neil armstrong b-tch, give me sp-ce
give me sp-ce, give me sp-ce
i’m so m-th-f-ckin fly, give me sp-ce
give me sp-ce!
neil armstrong b-tch, give me sp-ce
give me sp-ce!
i’m so m-th-f-ckin fly, give me sp-ce

(verse)
stay in yo lane, i don’t give a f-ck how you ride, i ain’t too famous to fire
i got young n-gg-s with me shootin while they tryna break a tie
and life’s too short to take yo time
i spend every day on the grind
you just in the way of the grind
no hesitation, you dyin if you ever play with what’s mine
trap n-gg- bout my nike sign and my life in times
loved a pretty b-tch round my d-ck like her license expired
i’m so motherf-ckin high, i may just take this so much sp-ce
so good the sun will break
i’m with this sh-t, that’s more than some would say
and one would say the truth i already lost
if this is a number’s race
you should have funds to chase instead you soak until you runnin a play
and you don’t run the streets
you know what’s yo mind’s you don’t even run yo plates
i wouldn’t be bout it wit yo pretending -ss but i can’t even concentrate

(verse)
but i stare the devil dead in the face
tell em if i go to h-ll he gon need a new place
drove myself insane, tryna get my own fate
lil n-gg- still swingin, never left the home place, draw yo drapes
close yo curtains, shut yo blinds, stay inside
it’s a jungle outside, they put money over pride
i put money on my mind and my mind in the may
at yo motherf-ckin throat, bout to show you how to shave

give me sp-ce!

- don trip lyrics

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