P-Trill - Switch-Up Freestyle Lyrics

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—



Writer(s): Paul Medford


P-Trill - Switch-Up Freestyle - Single
Album Switch-Up Freestyle - Single
date of release
18-09-2020




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