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Trouble
Ab-Soul,Aloe Blacc
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I'm gonna get in my car
But wherever I go (uh-huh)
Trouble will find me yeah (don't stop)
And I don't want trouble to find me no (don't stop)
Uh-uh
I admit I play hide and seek with the violence
String theories together just like a violin
Red roses, blue violets
The top pick in the cockpit
That's fly shit, like defecating on the private plane
It's simple G4 with it, women with me in the present
Here's a test, if you tour the future and the past represent death
Life, will it take me under? I don't know
The good die young and the ugly get dough
I feel this prickly feeling on the back of my neck
The reaper tippy toe behind me everywhere that I go
That's why I ride slow, I used to be in a rush
Fast life, slow motion
These days I'm so focused
And as soon as the chauffeur hold this door open I'ma
I'm gonna get in my car
I'm gonna drive real fast
But wherever I go
Seems like trouble will find me yeah (don't stop, don't stop)
And I don't want trouble to find me no (can't shake it off, no)
Here's a tiny tip
There's no escaping the trouble that come with this grand hustle
You willing to give everything for the glistening wrists
Finding the right fabric to keep your family knit
Vanity slave, running red lights, smoking weed
They in love with you when you untouchable, sonny
You was born to fucking die, 'til then get money
The belly of the beast ain't no tummy, you mistaken
Track record longer than a train station
You just record tracks, what a waste of wax
Name an individual exempt from a
Candlelight vigil to bring me his head
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Optimistic but they say I need an ophthalmologist
Now they just look at me like they owe me apologies
So many red eyes I might need Visine
Audio pilot, that's why I'm so high up
The trouble still find us like a citation
That's why I'm hating, awaiting a silent conversation with God
Like, why the hell is Heaven so far?
Don't need a stairway, I need a rocket ship to blast off
So what, no buts, I work my ass off
And all my champions comply, it's do or die when I ride
Tracy Chapman didn't lie, nah
I'm gonna get in my car
I'm gonna drive real fast
But wherever I go
Seems like trouble will find me yeah
And I don't want trouble to find me no more, no more, no more, no more
I'm gonna get in my car
I'm gonna drive real fast
But wherever I go
Seems like trouble will find me yeah
And I don't want trouble to find me no more, no more, no more, no more
I don't want trouble to find me no more
Said I don't want trouble to find me no more
I don't want trouble to find me no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
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