Trapo - Drunk Punch lyrics
[Intro] Watchin' through the window I see everything that I could ever want, want Everyone around me is flawless [Verse 1] Tensions runnin' high, decisions altered by the d** No respect ever given and we greet n***as with mugs Hate to feel unforgiven It would save my mental cellar but I'm tryin' to forget it Battling my demons, all I'm left with is these stitches, uh Trying not to itch 'em, uh, wounds of a villian Tryna change God's guilt in the pain, in the fame For the kid ain't that descriptive, tuck a forty, let it sink in Slave to a vixen, if I pen it, it's to pay rent Days spent, fearin' about shadows in the dark And this ain't for the weak-hearted, they keep trying to harm me I walk from the apartment (stop) Nobody understands me Too cold to speak to you with my hand out 'cause it's sickles on my soul It ain't quite time to flip though, right We ain't satisfied the same I was creepin' with the broad while you change your last name This a jack move n***a, get back, move n***a, this a tantrum Mood swing, catch one, dodge it, next one n***a this a jack move, this a get back move Right now, hands up, would you put your hands up? Right now, hands up, hands up, hands up n***a this a jack move, move 'til we catch one [Interlude] Watchin' through the window I see everything that I could ever want, want Everyone around me is flawless Why I can't be like them all the time? You know what? [Verse 2] You know what f**, that chain and them strings You been buyin', that Range you been drivin', amazed You been wining and dining, on planes you been flying On same more than I been on, but I walk by innocent That's cool, forever posing stoic when you make a move You go up afraid to bruise, it's showin' n***a [Refrain] Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, quite time to flip, yet Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, yet, nah Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, it ain't quite time to flip, yet Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, yet, nah [Verse 3] I don't need help, though I could use a hand In desperate need of a cure Try not to blam at the wall Try not to blam at myself, that's so immature Try not to panic at all [Refrain] Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, yet, nah Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time, nah [Chorus] On the edge, on the edge of this cliff with this fifth in my hand Finally convinced that this life don't mean sh**, my genetics to fail 20 years old and exposed for the artist, I hate all that time that I spent ditching cla** Came back to bite me, and bad I can't buy sh**, I can't get by with a pa** Cuffs on my wrist 'cause these black skin and badges don't mix [Refrain] Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, tite quime to flip, yet Trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, it ain't quite time to flip, yet, nah Trouble on my mind, trouble on my mind, it ain't quite time to flip, yet, nah Trouble on my mind, it ain't tite quime to flip, it ain't quite time to flip, yet, nah [Chorus] On the edge, on the edge of this cliff with this fifth in my hand Finally convinced that this life don't mean sh**, my genetics to fail 20 years old and exposed for the artist, I hate all that time that I spent ditching cla** Came back to bite me, and bad I can't buy sh**, I can't get by with a pa** Cuffs on my wrist 'cause these blacks and these badges don't mix