DJ J Hart, Rim, HDBeenDope, Chris Rivers - Trinity lyrics
[DJ J Hart, Rim, HDBeenDope, Chris Rivers - Trinity lyrics]
You are not that high high high high high
All facts my format
Never doin' just straight sushi raw raps
I don't play dat don't get out here rough
You goin' through stuff?
Trust it's nothin' when I keep it above
Cruisin' my name
Don't flow with the traffic
My feelin's balanced never silent
Stick to code, computer programmin' and even
Doin' curves, showin' the drifts
Under pressure, I never pro grippin'
On one frequency, but my thoughts pivot
No switchin'
I'm on one chain with the moat missin'
You like runnin' your mouth?
Take a head start
For my part? Just know I kept it blunt
No L spark don't care who it is, kings
Peasants to chill ones wit me?
You in the desert, I keep it real son, so
No matter where at, I'm always a stag
I stick to my guns
You more the NRA with the blacks clap!
In buildin' lobbies with my
Posse lookin' super sloppy
Feelin' groggy, diggin' in my pockets
All my dollars soggy now how we got here? I
Dunno it's kinda choppy
So I might buck up on this story
But just let me rap B
It was early on a Saturday
Diggin' in the crates in hopes of make
Some shit to make the higher salary
A group text from my crew n' what
Sayin' a party round 12-somethin'
You should come i mean I'm really kinda iffy
On the party life
I'd rather spend my time at
Home puttin' bars on mic i told em no
Around 11 they showed at my door
About an hour debatin' then I gave in
Lets go we in the whip with me playin'
We hit a crib for pregamin'
Belong to shorty, she flamin'
But I don't know what her name is
Left her crib and it's rainin'
I felt the tinglin' sensation
She gave us blunts, think she laced it
Now we all wanderin' aimless
I blacked out, so most the story is a whisper
But no name shorty hit the lobby
There's 30 niggas with her
Points at us and said "They robbed me"
And now we on the run
I shoulda stayed my ass at home
Next time Imma stick to my guns
I ain't the same as you niggas
I came to strangle you niggas
I came to Cain and Abel make angels of niggas
I came to buck on Jay, May on you niggas
I'm givin' halos, pay low, stay low
808 fo you niggas
I been a different kind since I spit
A rhyme and lift your mind
The difference? This is given
From Him to mine, it's reached the sky
Listen guy
I never switch you get the picture
Stiff neck will never see the
Nigga when he fly by
In hindsight, niggas wit yo weight up is lipo
You will get deleted like the fate of a typo
See my girl in spandex? Shit is
Thick but it's tight though
Makin' monies with these words
I'm in bliss but you tight though
I should buy a saw, when I write is war
I got iron jaw
Dinosaur with the mind of Thor
So rich I'm like Midas or
Pockets clogged like sinus cough
I became a king with my own
Hand like a lion paw
Lord, it's RiversChris Rivers
All facts my format
Never doin' just straight sushi raw raps
I don't play dat don't get out here rough
You goin' through stuff?
Trust it's nothin' when I keep it above
Cruisin' my name
Don't flow with the traffic
My feelin's balanced never silent
Stick to code, computer programmin' and even
Doin' curves, showin' the drifts
Under pressure, I never pro grippin'
On one frequency, but my thoughts pivot
No switchin'
I'm on one chain with the moat missin'
You like runnin' your mouth?
Take a head start
For my part? Just know I kept it blunt
No L spark don't care who it is, kings
Peasants to chill ones wit me?
You in the desert, I keep it real son, so
No matter where at, I'm always a stag
I stick to my guns
You more the NRA with the blacks clap!
In buildin' lobbies with my
Posse lookin' super sloppy
Feelin' groggy, diggin' in my pockets
All my dollars soggy now how we got here? I
Dunno it's kinda choppy
So I might buck up on this story
But just let me rap B
It was early on a Saturday
Diggin' in the crates in hopes of make
Some shit to make the higher salary
A group text from my crew n' what
Sayin' a party round 12-somethin'
You should come i mean I'm really kinda iffy
On the party life
I'd rather spend my time at
Home puttin' bars on mic i told em no
Around 11 they showed at my door
About an hour debatin' then I gave in
Lets go we in the whip with me playin'
We hit a crib for pregamin'
Belong to shorty, she flamin'
But I don't know what her name is
Left her crib and it's rainin'
I felt the tinglin' sensation
She gave us blunts, think she laced it
Now we all wanderin' aimless
I blacked out, so most the story is a whisper
But no name shorty hit the lobby
There's 30 niggas with her
Points at us and said "They robbed me"
And now we on the run
I shoulda stayed my ass at home
Next time Imma stick to my guns
I ain't the same as you niggas
I came to strangle you niggas
I came to Cain and Abel make angels of niggas
I came to buck on Jay, May on you niggas
I'm givin' halos, pay low, stay low
808 fo you niggas
I been a different kind since I spit
A rhyme and lift your mind
The difference? This is given
From Him to mine, it's reached the sky
Listen guy
I never switch you get the picture
Stiff neck will never see the
Nigga when he fly by
In hindsight, niggas wit yo weight up is lipo
You will get deleted like the fate of a typo
See my girl in spandex? Shit is
Thick but it's tight though
Makin' monies with these words
I'm in bliss but you tight though
I should buy a saw, when I write is war
I got iron jaw
Dinosaur with the mind of Thor
So rich I'm like Midas or
Pockets clogged like sinus cough
I became a king with my own
Hand like a lion paw
Lord, it's RiversChris Rivers