Lyrics Stalley – The Trip
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Just tryna stay alive on 75
With my Nina buckled up in the passenger side
Got a tank full of gas, in the ashtray
All the way to the A
Blue lights shining bright, don’t blow my high
All this money on my mind, yeah, my mind’s on the money
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, just tryna get paid
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, all the way from the A
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, just tryna get paid
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, all the way from the A
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On the wake up, I thank God with a smile
Then roll over and put my feet to the ground
Grab my lighter, put the flame to the mile
Get my zone then hit the shower
‘Gather up my manpower for this new day
Bape camo, sweats shattered backboards in the suitcase
The monte gat a tape deck, so I grab my two tapes
Eternal 99 and Southern payerlistic
It’s a playas ball, the Daytons crawl whenever I’m up in it
The leather weed scented, the wood shinin’ like diamonds
This is actual life, this is more than just me rhymin’
My eyes set on the highest heights so
This is more than just me climbin’
I come from a climate of violence and drug sells
Where the community is divided by hatred and gun shells
No trippin’ on the past, Gucci slides on the gas
Reflectin’ on it all with my hands on the wheel
Just tryna stay alive on 75
Got a tank full of gas, in the ashtray
All the way to the A
Music turned up and I’m feeling my vibe
Blue lights shining bright, don’t blow my high
All this money on my mind, yeah, my mind’s on the money
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, just tryna get paid
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, all the way from the A
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, just tryna get paid
From the O-H, to the I-O, straight to the A, all the way from the A
My road to freedom on this interstate
Tryna ease my mental state
I sit alone in this glasshouse with four-door
Starin’ at open road
Prayin’ that this trip is everythin’ that I’ve been hopin’ for
My life has been on overload on all this stress, I can’t control
Sittin’ and doin’ the same things over is what I don’t condone
So I pick up and smash on before insanity latch on
I’m lookin’ for good vibes like lavender rose stones
A rollin’ stone who writes poems off experience
Shed off dead weight, the bad energy, don’t carry it
Count my blessings, stay humble and don’t ego trip
But never simp’, keep the Eagle gripped
That’s my second amendment
The penmanship is authentic
That’s why they follow it
No matter where I relocate, they follow him
The pill of bein’ a leader, had to swallow it
My life’s an institution, here’s your scholarship
Just tryna stay alive on 75
With my Nina buckled up in the passenger side
Got a tank full of gas, in the ashtray
All the way to the A
Music turned up and I’m feeling my vibe
Blue lights shining bright, don’t blow my high
All this money on my mind, yeah, my mind’s on the money
All the way to the A
Album
Stalley – Human
