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don trip – pilot episode lyrics

[intro]
dt da kid
b+b+beat those drums…

[verse 1: don trip]
i’m back…like i time traveled
bout my sack like a linebacker
i cross the bridge drippin’ gasoline, cause i plan to set it on fire after
turn your back on me, best of luck
ain’t no sense in going back and forth
left my sewing kit on that bridge i burnt
i don’t ever plan to patch it up
i’m a cut my loss if it ain’t addin’ up
bag it up and watch it multiply
you merely adopted the dark
i was born in it, i was molded by it
it ain’t no surprise, i’m a last of a dying breed
baby, i’m a sole survivor
god forgive me
i swear a n+++a been strapped since i played goldeneye
yeah, n64
spray a n+++a chest, nwo
pick who gеt next, meeny, miny, moe
tic tac toe
all i got is os
i ain’t got no friеnds
all i got is bros
brought them on the road
they at all my shows
i’m not tryna boast
every n+++a with me got a hammer on them like we stopped at lowes
that’s just how it goes
we don’t celebrate until we make it home
b+tch i’m in my zone
playa fly told me, i deserve a crown
king ass n+++a, i sit on the throne
ask me where i been, right where i belong
i wish all my baby mommas got along
that way all my kids can always be together
but they ain’t gonna understand it, til i’m gone
it’s all my fault
i don’t wanna talk
on my last nerve
time to take a walk
[don trip & starlito]
long live piff
long live dolph
nother couple records, then i’m signing off
i’ve been grinding hard

[don trip]
landlord trappin’ mandela nod
courtesy of stark
stayin’ stuck in public, i’m a shootin’ star
hope you get the picture, it’s a work of art

[together]
long live piff…right here

[verse 2: starlito]
step brothers, that’s for life yeah
i just left the movies watchin’ lightyear
i just left a wedding, text a bridesmaid
in a h+llcat, bumpin’ rod wave
when it come to rap, we lebron and brady
what i mean is, we done stood the test of time
all you gotta do is press rewind
plus we still gettin’ paid
doing what we love, i can’t lie the pleasure’s mine
only problem is the game fake
and the players too, but it’s just a grind
drop another album for the college fund
i’m a treat it like a volume one
i might even call it street bop
f+ck the fundamentals, b+tch i got a gun
trappin’ out a rental, look what i become
listen closely i can coach (lito)
n++++s know me, i’m a soldier (lito)
this one don’t even got a holster
i’m rich and don’t even got a sponsor
i’m the turtle in the rabbit race
rather catch a case before i hesitate
i don’t think i gotta elaborate
keep it real
all i ever did was keep it real
that’s why they wanna collaborate
i ain’t trippin’ on no old sh+t
if i press a b+tton, they get wrecked today
i just left her f+ckin’ up a sack today
bet i go and get it back tomorrow
name a duo you know reppin’ harder…
than me and christopher
[outro]
dt da kid
b+b+beat those drums…

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