Lyrics
Why you tripping? You should pick up your kicks
Wise niggas don't listen to kids
Now I'm kissing still, in the position this year
I only turn the other cheek for a kiss
Blackpow-
Yup, yup, yup
Y'all say I look like my dad
To my mom, that's a problem 'cause I look like the past
Like some arguments and trips in the cab
Tryna all-state, call faith to bridge in the gap
Traveled all day, a mission to be missing my class
Said it's all in the spliff in your hand
Gettin' grown, boy, pick up your pants
Make my own noise, friendship with man
Whether it's the wrong choice, I did it and I'm with it to the end
Ain't one to belittle my friend
I'm cement as the truth, I don't brittle or bend
Can't chisel my pen, dog's patience, I whistle, and then
Lost brain cells from spliff in the civ
It sizzle but it big up the pic
Why you tripping? You should pick up your kicks
Wise niggas don't listen to kids
Naw im kidding still in the position of jit
I only turn the other cheek for a kiss