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nick grant - trouble - where is the love (interlude) lyrics

troubles on my mind
troubles on my mind

[chorus:]
still i’m blessed
you gave the wrong n-ggas the crown, say i’m the best
they funny style, i can see the hate in yo flesh
only love you when you take your last breath
let me express
(troubles on my mind)
know the rules
such a disappointment when your idols ain’t as cool
and the b-tch you thought was loyal tries to play you for a fool
forgive me it’s a habit i’m trying not to allude to the
troubles on my mind

[verse 1:]
a lot of thinkin’
you know that boy keep it a hundred, i’m bout them franklins
you know they say you are what you eat, they cunnilingus
relax, as the money and power aroma lingers
it’s a thing of trust, you never know who knows
b-tches fast food frontin’ like they n0bu hoes
they’ll k!ll you all because a n-gga hoe you chose
i put the peace up, like a n-gga go-to pose
gotta ride for it, make a n-gga wanna holla, for the love of money
b-tches will f-ck you for a dollar
taking it as a sign, my thoughts are getting altered
the devil is making offers, i’m thinking he playing off of all the

[chorus:]
troubles on my mind
still i’m blessed
you gave the wrong n-ggas the crown, say i’m the best
they funny style, i can see the hate in yo flesh
only love you when you take your last breath
let me express
(troubles on my mind)
know the rules
such a disappointment when your idols ain’t as cool
and the b-tch you thought was loyal tries to play you for a fool
forgive me it’s a habit i’m trying not to allude to the
troubles on my mind

[verse 2:]
theme song to what the fiends on
n-ggas want my spot, dream on
i’m shining the brightest
trouble minded, misguided
wish life was easier still
peep how these diamonds lying on me like the media
fly fashion cause we know tmz is critiquing us
young irrational k!llers dying cause of the greed in us
yea, it’s a rap war till we smacking em all
gotta blame the ceo who put these rappers in stores
funny how we came from black moors to blacks wanting more
the way a n-gga write, i can bring life to the morgue
tell me will it ever end, need a break never bend
if we animals why peta ain’t protesting for the skin

[verse 3:]
you n-ggas really get fly
i’m stephen king when i pen it
give the scariest vibes
i’m more your legends combined
i got various styles
yea i come from the dirty
where you get buried alive
gotta keep my word, if i wanna receive my blessing
youngin tie your shoes
we was trippin’ since adolescence
tarantino, sh-t get bloodier by the second
all cake ain’t good cake
i’m nino at the wedding
n-gga we the realest
know we riding till the wheels pop
from a city where tension thicker than jill scott
dome shot, brains hang out like the chill spot
it’s hard searching for heaven because i still got

- nick grant lyrics

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