Lyrics: Jason Jonah Deraville
Music: Jason Jonah Deraville
I ain’t really trippin 'bout yesterday
I learn to ignore just what you say
I can’t let you **** my day
Money in my fist like I’m 'bout to pay
Rollie on my wrist like I’m 'bout to blaze
Apologize, why yes okay
But I ain’t really tripping 'bout yesterday
This some shit remind me that I really kill my old shit
Right back to my roots like I got the Benja' Button
One call I get the troops and you’ll find that I ain’t frontin'
I got chicks up in the coup tryna smoke up in abundance
Thank me my weed abundant killing shit and I ain’t done yet
Poker game I’m 'bout my chips killing bridges word to London
How you figure I was bluffing come see me this the lifestyle
Real shit **** your likes now
Safe sex with these women grab a Lifestyle
You just texting these women you a penpal
I’m smoking that grade A
I can never trip, like I’m here to stay
So get the **** up off my case
Unless your back got a fatty you can put up on my face
At times it be irrational but I can never chase
Exhibit A, how you was acting out of place
But I ain't finna talk about that shit right now man
I ain’t really trippin' 'bout yesterday
I learn to ignore just what you say
I can’t let you **** my day
Money in my fist like I’m 'bout to pay
Rollie on my wrist like I’m 'bout to blaze
Apologize, why yes okay
But I ain’t really tripping 'bout yesterday
(Yeah yeah, I ain’t really tripping 'bout yesterday)