Trouble

作曲：Lil Wayne

作词：Lil Wayne

Damn you just been hitting the head

With the worldwide exclusive

Play with fire

You get burned

When my heat was on i turned

Turn to trouble yeah

C

Three

Yeah new orleans baby

Three

Car eagle and everybody's ill

Yeah ill legal people still causewe steal people

We eat like dogs but we steal people

And even when you're lost trouble still see you

And even if you dare broke we'll still eat

Chop one time for the little people

Eat your meal don't let your meal eat you

I run

This

Speak run and be crazy with this one

With

Trump

And just the other day my ** chris killed the sea

I pray to god that i never feel the way he felt

Where do we go when there's no help

He figured heaven so he went left

Yeah i know that ain't right

** was high as a plane on that same night

** i probably been on that same flight mixed trap

I probably had that same fight

I justkept swinging

Twelve friends coming bells ringing

Worldwide exclusive introduce to the game

When i was just a child

Mom another ** dealing straight quit a job

They took his life in the longer him i die

Empire mixed shenot for the weekend

We die then came my daughter to my bedside

Told me daddy don't cry i'm alive

I look around her eyes and see me with no sins

But this is how the no ends

Damn you just been hitting the head

With the worldwide exclusive

Chosen second

Over a cheap one

You know

Just kick

Till i look for brighter time

I can't call it

Run with trouble

Yeah no

Trouble

Yeah

The totally poke out the jeans

The ** smell just like a bunch of coffee beans

You know i'm in

And everything ain't with it seem

And i mean i don't play that game without your team

Kill for my bread kill for my cheese kill for my cream

I would have that red beam on hot beam

Now i hit sirens

Wait i think i see one behind me

I ain't tripping baby

Money got me uh

Mixed trap dot com

And ** the police

** the feds too

I ain't jumping in that jump soup

I won two i'm on one two

Check me out i ** around and check you respect you

Pay yours **

Minds under the seat by my feet way yours **

Too much horse liquor huh

Too much pressure too much force

Too much money we never heard that bitchfor **

And we stop snitches at the door

Cut the tail off the radi won't rap no more

That's right

Get drop ** with my cheese

Shooting till i burn my sleeve

** please these boys is g's

Represent new orleans like a floor to leash

What you know about it we more than thieves

Stillfrom the rich so the poor

Can each ** act up a ** act accordingly

Hey soldier don't war with me

It's component

I have one