T R I P - Blast Off

Taking off in my rocket ship we gonna’ blast off yeah
Made a couple plays I had some bad calls
Yeah, I said a couple things tell me why you back off, yeah
All you have to do is tell me if I’m wrong
Going to another planet
It happens I don’t plan it
Stack some money rubber band it
Stole it like I’m a bandit
Paint a picture on a canvas
By now we prolly landed
God damn I’m tired of ranting
My heart is way too damaged
Feeling weak wanna get away
Tired of
All these fake people every day
Seeing, two face
I’m seeing two things
People battle with the pain
But I battle with my brain, uh
In my mind I’m hearing different voices
They keep on telling me to quit my dad said keep on going
So ima’ keep on going
No breaks I’m never slowing
This musics all I got
It’s all I ever wanted, yeah
And they say trip nah, nah, it ain’t it
But if I quit then depression gonna’ hit
I know sometimes life can feel so worthless
But you have a purpose
Yeah, you have a purpose
Taking off in my rocket ship we gonna’ blast off yeah
Made a couple plays I had some bad calls
Yeah, I said a couple things tell me why you back off, yeah
All your have to do is tell me if I’m wrong
Going to another planet
It happens I don’t plan it
Stack some money rubber band it
Stole it like I’m a bandit
Paint a picture on a canvas
By now we prolly landed
God damn I’m tired of ranting
My heart is way too damaged
What is life without a little love
Is it
Is it true that there’s a man above
I’ve been praying to someone that I known nothing of
But I keep seeing different signs and I can’t bet enough, yeah
And it keeps running through my mind, yeah
It is my time, yeah
It’s time to climb, yeah
I told my dad that ima’ shine this my grind, yeah
I’m in my prime, yeah
A ten, a dime, yeah
Yeah
And they say trip nah, nah, it ain’t it
But if I quit then depression gonna’ hit
I know sometimes life can feel so worthless
But you have a purpose
Yeah, you have a purpose
Taking off in my rocket ship we gonna’ blast off yeah
Made a couple plays I had some bad calls
Yeah, I said a couple things tell me why you back off, yeah
All your have to do is tell me if I’m wrong
Going to another planet
It happens I don’t plan it
Stack some money rubber band it
Stole it like I’m a bandit
Paint a picture on a canvas
By now we prolly landed
God damn I’m tired of ranting
My heart is way too damaged
Inside
Inside
Inside of my brain
Life is too short, to feel this pain

Written by:
Christerfer Jones III

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