Lyrics Switch-Up Freestyle - P-Trill
How
did
you
get
here?
I'm
drunk
and
confused
I
tried
to
be
patient
with
you,
yeah
High
up,
but
you
fallin'
down
(Tobi,
play
me
somethin')
I
see
'em
tryna
copy
my
movement
You
don't
live
it,
don't
talk
about
it
Put
me
through
mad
shit,
a
nigga
lost
count
Where
I'm
from,
it's
hard
for
blacks
to
make
it
out
I
speak
real
shit,
fuck
word
of
mouth,
mm,
word
to
fam,
no,
word
to
me
I
don't
kiss
A',
I'll
really
curve
a
B'
I'm
a
fire
sign,
yeah,
I
gotta
serve
the
heat
On
some
real
shit,
I'll
never
disappoint
(What?)
Why
you
vexed?
This
my
startin'
point
And
I
call
next,
we
gotta
stay
on
point
Foot
on
necks,
finna
break
joints
While
we
make
joints
up
in
the
studio
Niggas'
Harvey
Dent,
yeah,
you
fooled
me,
yo
Mad
two-faced
but
I'm
coolin',
bro
I
need
a
paradise,
no
Coolio
(Gangsta)
Switch
up
the
sound,
I'm
experimentin'
I'm
buggin'
off
this
fifth
of
Henn'
We
gon'
need
some
WiFi
just
to
stay
connected
Hit
the
stu'
to
cook
up
to
get
lit
again
Tried
to
be
vacant
with
you
and
be
stationed
with
you
And
be
patient
with
you,
but
you
gone
No
2K
'cause
you
take
me
out
my
zone
Playin'
victim
but
you
in
the
wrong
On
my
way
up,
you
left
me
alone
That's
just
motivation
to
blow,
you
already
know
No
more
sleepin'
on
my
goals
If
you
ain't
promotin'
the
glow,
then
you
gotta
go
Before
sixteen,
I
had
sixteen's
Small
as
a
youngin,
so
you
know
I
had
big
dreams
Airplane
Mode,
I
used
to
dismiss
things
Calm
flexin',
I
know
you
miss
this
team
I
carry
on
yet
I'm
hella
stressed
I
need
a
right
hand
'cause
you
left
Thought
you
was
different,
you
turned
out
like
the
rest
Iron
fist,
now
I
gotta
leave
niggas
pressed
Anyway,
still
hang
with
the
same
gang
Switched
lanes,
hear
the
pain
sting
as
my
name
ring
Tryna
do
my
damn
thing
while
the
pain
sing
Same
thing,
new
story
told
what
the
pain
bring
Same
ones
who
would
never
help
me
eat
now
tryna
get
next
to
me
Weight
of
the
world
on
my
back
bring
stress
to
me
Foot
down,
I
had
enough,
just
let
me
be
Now
I
got
me
some
scissors
just
for
any
nigga
Tryna
cut
off
my
business,
then
I
gotta
clip
'em
I'm
my
own
coach,
I'm
switchin'
up
the
plans
Shit
sad,
it
be
ya
own
mans
(RaeSam
on
the
beat)
Might
switch
up
my
style,
but
I'm
stuck
in
my
ways
Call
me
EA,
bitch,
I'm
in
the
game
Hand
me
a
controller,
I'm
ready
to
play
Invincible,
I'm
here
to
stay
Be
cautious,
I'm
wavy,
you
might
drown
If
you
ain't
help
me
out,
nigga,
pipe
down
Can't
forget
NYC,
yeah,
that's
my
town
Workin'
everyday
to
tighten
my
crown
I'ma
kick
it,
like
a
fighter
from
Tekken
Jin
Kazama
with
my
weapons,
like
ladders,
I'm
stretchin'
I
just
wanna
hand
out
some
blessings
They
in
one
ear
and
out
the
other,
now
I'm
like
"Forget
it"
Fuck
it,
man,
you
don't
understand
Let
me
do
my
dance,
hit
the
Runnin'
Man
Invest,
double
flip
the
hunnid
bands
Invest
and
cop
me
a
Hummer,
man,
but
no
rushin'
Out
here
livin'
my
dream
and
stackin'
my
cream,
no
Russian,
uh
Fuck
it
up,
double
up,
run
it
up
Comin'
up,
kill
every
beat
how
I
sum
it
up
Hey,
gettin'
jiggy
to
the
beat
Bass
got
me
movin'
tricky
with
my
feet
Hey,
movin'
risky
with
the
heat
Kill
every
track,
I'm
stickin'
to
my
creed,
uh
Studied
up
just
to
switch
it
up
Calm
flex
how
I
give
it
up
Multiply
one
win
for
a
bigger
one
Hope
what
I
put
down,
y'all
pickin'
up
I'm
on
fire,
need
a
fan
I'm
only
goin'
higher,
how
I
stand
And
I'ma
need
a
glider
just
to
land
Industry
plants
fuckin'
up
the
plan,
like
wow,
comin'
from
nowhere
Pack
no
software,
meanin'
no
smarts
gonna
show
there,
uh
I
treat
a
beat
unfair,
beats,
be
aware
Y'all
don't
compare,
don't
wanna
go
there
Hey,
who
put
they
soul
in
their
music?
My
voice
hit
the
beat,
it's
time
to
start
fusin',
uh
My
delivery
the
coolest,
fuck
all
the
tellin',
time
to
start
provin'
Hey,
who
put
they
soul
in
their
music?
My
voice
hit
the
beat,
it's
time
to
start
fus—
Uh,
my
delivery
the
coolest
Fuck
all
the
tellin',
time
to
start
pro—

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