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  • Текст песни Mick Jenkins - Truffles

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    Sittin' in my room, then I did some shrooms
    And I'm on the moon
    It was Goyard totes and Carhartt tees
    And atop the Coldplay carpet 'round my feet
    The Dolce scarf that's 'round my face, forgot my mask (Fuck, uh)
    Fuck up a mood ring, leavin' the tri-state
    I'm on that drip, shawty don't drip
    She know I'm comin' with my plate
    Smoke out the zip, drown out my lip
    I'm on a eighth of the truffle
    Weight in the duffle
    Lose and come right back like we played in the bubble
    Tear shit down, play in the rubble
    True shit, we ain't sayin' it subtle
    Niggas is leeches, niggas is weeds, dawg
    Life ain't a beast, this shit is a see-saw
    Shit is egregious, still slaves, it's a secret
    Still want the white man to tell you you prestigious
    Rubbin' shoulders with the demons
    Niggas is tweakin', ah, hell nah
    Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, yeah
    Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
    Young nigga makin' trouble, huh
    Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen
    He don't want the truffle, huh
    Trees funkier than a truffle, uh
    Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah
    Here's another nigga think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
    This nigga speakin' his mind, ayy
    This nigga shit ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
    Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, ayy
    Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
    Young nigga makin' trouble, huh
    Young nigga makin' double that money you taxed on
    Then trip with the principal
    I need patience 'cause I know that I'm gon' get the whole thing
    Gotta get it in intervals
    Got the bases loaded, I'm tryna make it a Soul Train line
    Right at the home plate, talk shit in the interview
    Then I put back on my Dolce scarf
    Say too much and they'll finish you
    I am not stupid, I ain't no goofy
    Know what the truth is, some shit just truth-y
    Too many movies, niggas be thinkin' it's real life
    'Til it's real life, then they livin' it foolishly
    This shit is like a still life, for ill life
    Now we readin' the eulogy, ah, hell nah
    I can't go for the stain, no, my nigga
    I can't control the gang, no
    My niggas all think different, ain't the same, see, I figured
    If I wanna stay sharp-minded, gotta keep me some sharp niggas
    And watch out for shark niggas
    No weapon for 'em, not even that Stark nigga
    I'm chasin' the dark liquor with clear water
    It break it apart quicker
    I'm breakin' the blunt down, put the gun down
    Now we smokin' some raw niggas
    Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, yeah
    Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
    Young nigga makin' trouble, huh
    Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen
    He don't want the truffle, huh
    Trees funkier than a truffle, uh
    Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah
    Here's another nigga think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
    This nigga speakin' his mind, ayy
    This nigga shit ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
    Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, ayy
    Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
    Young nigga makin' trouble, huh

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