Lyrics Don Trip – Human

Only a matter of moment for a lose itch
All these critics criticize my music
Every lyric, every line, try to read between the lines
Plus the word on the line, they were blind

Never seen my stunt drop
And niggas star troopers all positive
In they heard my trap shit, now they want apologies
Well pardon me I never leave a speech that blocks a part of me
I’m raised off hotdogs, cold cut and party meat
The band news Mr. Trip missing a lot of screws
On my way up the ladder but now went after two
I had to sell dope otherwise we had to move
So either way it goes I gotta pack to move
And heard they panting my records now all they want is that
I only did that I’d be any bit depressed
Is he in it for the check or in it for success?
Is a letter to my son and is it I’m a mess

Only a matter of moment for a lose itch
All these critics criticize my music
Every lyric, every line, try to read between the lines
Plus the word on the line, they were blind
They forgot I’m only human
They forgot we only human
Tryin’ to cooking every lyric, every line

I’m a dope boy and the fast money ‘s fine
And I finally learned to put some money up for bond
I got a daughter about the same baby moms that I named in this song that I sung to my sun
I got nieces and nephews to them I’m Chris
And when I spend a couple thousand on extra stilts
A spend a lot of time gone on the road
And I think I’m too good to be fucking groupie hoes
But I know I’m too bad to be in my room alone
I won’t appreciate my girl back home till she gone
Anything and everything is honest in my flow
I pull my heart on every beat
Still all your lyrics dump

Only a matter of moment for a lose itch
All these critics criticize my music
Every lyric, every line, try to read between the lines
Plus the word on the line, they were blind
They forgot I’m only human
They forgot we only human
Tryin’ to cooking every lyric, every line
Try to read between the lines
Plus the world on the line, they were blind
They forgot I’m only human