Don't Trip

Like who that staring back in the mirror? And who the hell be taking me there? And how the hell he know all my fears And all my shortcomings? Why I feel like it's a war coming? Why I feel like it's a war coming? Spilled blood on the concrete I'm hiding undercover in my sheets If I blink I'm afraid that ima miss it all I'm afraid that ima miss it all Too imperfect and self destructive to get involved First thing I do is get to blaming on all of y'all First fucking move is - screening all of ya calls Screening all of the love I don't want it at all Cause it wasn't enough And it wasn't for me Na it wasn't for me Spilled blood on the concrete I'm tired of thinking that I'm weak Cuz we all bleed And as soon as I get it I know I'm all free And I know ima get it nigga It's all me And all of this change you going through is exhausting You wish you could sweeten up your pain with some frosting You so busy holding on to the past that you lost me But I don't even trip, I'm running shit like the boss And Imma get mine, I don't care what it cost And I'm not perfect I sure ain't perfect I'm working (I'm working, I'm working) And I don't even trip, I'm running shit like the boss And Imma get mine, I don't care what it cost And I'm not perfect I sure ain't perfect I'm working (I'm working, I'm working) Um Excuse me for my absence There's been a lotta shit that happened It's been kinda stormy for me But on this ship, I'm the captain I been stuck inside the trap, But Forte never been one for the trappin' Always been good at the acting Depending on who you asking, A lot of blame been passing (Oops) I did it again, sometimes my ego slips from this pen If there's a God then I don't need to repent I know he loves me and I'm lovely Type the text and click send See, I been drinking lately, I know I need to not trip All my words are like bullets, I keep my phone on my hip (Pew pew) I text my momma while I'm drunk And say I'm sick of her shit She knows exactly what I'm on She said "you son of a bitch, this life a trip" Damn Yeah, this life a trip But I still wouldn't trade it, I ain't even half way to famous Still feel like I made it, I'm on two people's playlists And that shit feels like the greatest, Hope they never meet me til I feel like I don't need to fake it I'm a human in the making like we all are I ain't climb so high just for me to fall far A lotta evil in this live easy to fall for I got a lot of people I should probably call more I know it's all hard, baby boy, just don't trip Hi Joseph! Nothing new, same old story, love and miss you. And I heard you rapping. My oh my, are you good! I love you.