Joseph Tha Ambassador - Trouble

Yea
Yea

Okay I'm done playing bitch it's up with me
Don't give a fuck if you don't fuck with me
Just keep it that way
Apologies for the delay
Depression be getting the best of me
Stressing me people testing me
Devil press but GOD flexing me
Chosen I can't help it I accept it
Once was helpless
They say selfish I say selfless
But whatever
I love all but trust none
Still ride round with my gun
Cause it's wicked you might not want get caught without one
Ya digg
Is what it is God grab the wheel
Cause I feel paraplegic
Feelings twisted along with my thinking
Lord I really need ya
I've come too far to fold
Soul torn and heart cold
God watch my friends
I can handle my foes
I'm the same one they repped on
Slept on, counted out, doubted out, talked about
Yea that lil nigga out that south
The same one that did no switching nor snitching
That take his lick and keep kicking
The one they forgot to mention
YEA I'M THAT DUDE

Written by:
Joseph Shavers

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