Man I miss dawgs, S/O SuOp
I feel like Marshawn when I carry the rock
If not, the hottest man I'm the honest man
You may go a little harder but not the farthest man
What's up with all these dudes and their artist plans?
Like SoundCloud gonna play you like the darkness man?
Think you're gonna hit the sky's like an Astro van?
Go play up in the fields and homie pack it in
Man I miss my dogs, S/O SuOp
Most ppl in the world are tryna get what I got
They'd trip me up a step, just to get up ahead
So the friends You keep close are the ones that are dead
Now RIP to Fusho
RIP to Big Mike
It feels like super 8, frame by frame
I can recall my whole life let me explain
The scene that pop most
Are the times I was stabbed by the ones I held close
But life can be grabbed
So I try to get a grip with my calloused hands
I've Been working to hard exploited by man
Let me chase my dreams I hate being stuck
In a routine of a prison
There really isn't much
Me and wifey gonna grind with 3/4s of our life
The last quarters spent, wishing for mo time
Man I miss my dogs, S/O SuOp
Most ppl in the world are tryna get what I got
They'd trip me up a step, just to get up ahead
So the friends You keep close are the ones that are dead
Ain't that some real life advice?
If ppl don't like you they might take your life
Over nothing cause you got a lil something
Pull up on your place bustin out and start dumpin
And that cycle revolves
They'll walk up on you before they know how to crawl
Survival of the fittest it feels like a business
Promoting one employee so the workers start trippin
Bitterness, settles in don't ask for forgiveness
Can't give much of nothing man, if I'm fresh outta luck
This world will tear you up without givin a what
Every cent in my account is something you wanna touch
N-N-N-Nothing ever moves except not having enough
So these dudes will pull your card if you playin a bluff
This world don't owe you nothing but a pair of some cuffs
I just want to rest in peace am I asking for much?
Augustine - Trip You Up (feat. SuOp) Lyrics
Augustine - Trip You Up (feat. SuOp) Lyrics
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Man I miss dawgs, S/O SuOp
I feel like Marshawn when I carry the rock
If not, the hottest man I'm the honest man
You may go a little harder but not the farthest man
What's up with all these dudes and their artist plans?
Like SoundCloud gonna play you like the darkness man?
Think you're gonna hit the sky's like an Astro van?
Go play up in the fields and homie pack it in
Man I miss my dogs, S/O SuOp
Most ppl in the world are tryna get what I got
They'd trip me up a step, just to get up ahead
So the friends You keep close are the ones that are dead
Now RIP to Fusho
RIP to Big Mike
It feels like super 8, frame by frame
I can recall my whole life let me explain
The scene that pop most
Are the times I was stabbed by the ones I held close
But life can be grabbed
So I try to get a grip with my calloused hands
I've Been working to hard exploited by man
Let me chase my dreams I hate being stuck
In a routine of a prison
There really isn't much
Me and wifey gonna grind with 3/4s of our life
The last quarters spent, wishing for mo time
Man I miss my dogs, S/O SuOp
Most ppl in the world are tryna get what I got
They'd trip me up a step, just to get up ahead
So the friends You keep close are the ones that are dead
Ain't that some real life advice?
If ppl don't like you they might take your life
Over nothing cause you got a lil something
Pull up on your place bustin out and start dumpin
And that cycle revolves
They'll walk up on you before they know how to crawl
Survival of the fittest it feels like a business
Promoting one employee so the workers start trippin
Bitterness, settles in don't ask for forgiveness
Can't give much of nothing man, if I'm fresh outta luck
This world will tear you up without givin a what
Every cent in my account is something you wanna touch
N-N-N-Nothing ever moves except not having enough
So these dudes will pull your card if you playin a bluff
This world don't owe you nothing but a pair of some cuffs
I just want to rest in peace am I asking for much?
I feel like Marshawn when I carry the rock
If not, the hottest man I'm the honest man
You may go a little harder but not the farthest man
What's up with all these dudes and their artist plans?
Like SoundCloud gonna play you like the darkness man?
Think you're gonna hit the sky's like an Astro van?
Go play up in the fields and homie pack it in
Man I miss my dogs, S/O SuOp
Most ppl in the world are tryna get what I got
They'd trip me up a step, just to get up ahead
So the friends You keep close are the ones that are dead
Now RIP to Fusho
RIP to Big Mike
It feels like super 8, frame by frame
I can recall my whole life let me explain
The scene that pop most
Are the times I was stabbed by the ones I held close
But life can be grabbed
So I try to get a grip with my calloused hands
I've Been working to hard exploited by man
Let me chase my dreams I hate being stuck
In a routine of a prison
There really isn't much
Me and wifey gonna grind with 3/4s of our life
The last quarters spent, wishing for mo time
Man I miss my dogs, S/O SuOp
Most ppl in the world are tryna get what I got
They'd trip me up a step, just to get up ahead
So the friends You keep close are the ones that are dead
Ain't that some real life advice?
If ppl don't like you they might take your life
Over nothing cause you got a lil something
Pull up on your place bustin out and start dumpin
And that cycle revolves
They'll walk up on you before they know how to crawl
Survival of the fittest it feels like a business
Promoting one employee so the workers start trippin
Bitterness, settles in don't ask for forgiveness
Can't give much of nothing man, if I'm fresh outta luck
This world will tear you up without givin a what
Every cent in my account is something you wanna touch
N-N-N-Nothing ever moves except not having enough
So these dudes will pull your card if you playin a bluff
This world don't owe you nothing but a pair of some cuffs
I just want to rest in peace am I asking for much?
Writer: Agustin Contreras Jr.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid