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Trip J - Make A Mess Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
It's not one of us now, I got more that I ain't sub in yet
I can't keep a lookout, I got too much that I'm lookin' at
Bands on top of bands, be fallin' over when my door slam
I can't pay your bills just like he did, I need finance
I was bein' real, not like he did, where you find him?
Put 'em on a leash and make 'em think back to everything they said (Yeah)
They know it's me, I don't need help (Yeah)
Niggas talkin' 'bout net worth when I got it all on my belt
Say less when you say somethin' 'cause you always gettin' upset
Say no, but I never get to press send, so it's on read
Only comin' in late, when I look clean, I'ma make a mess
They don't see me, but I see they face when I make a mess

[Interlude]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, keep your head down, boy, I don't never be the same now, boy, yeah
Just got a new whip with a V8 and it make noise, yeah
Them boys in a Civic goin' fifty, it's a difference
Ain't nobody see me winnin', but I'll be here in a minute
They just wanna see me different, kick back when I count millions
Now they wanna hide when it ain't safe, but they don't do it and they play games
And they like everyone for a lil' bit when they hate at the same time
If I don't like you, you get fried, yeah, uh (Don't like you, you get fried)
[Verse 2]
808 with a drum kick got her head goin' like Pez
And I'm just sayin' where I'm at now, I was in Yams, but I just left
Let's go, put it on thirteen, had to call game on a bitch first
On a bitch first and it ain't work (First and it ain't work, work)
Said they only want a lil' bit, but they always hittin' up my phone
Now I'm all alone when it get tough now and I laugh when it's time to go home
Yeah, I don't miss you, you don't do enough for me to diss you
But I put a party on a big yacht and I want you to come kick it

[Interlude]
I want you to come kick it
Yeah, I'm makin' a mess, yeah, yeah, I'm makin' a mess

[Chorus]
Yeah, keep your head down, boy, I don't never be the same now, boy, yeah
Just got a new whip with a V8 and it make noise, yeah
Them boys in a Civic goin' fifty, it's a difference
Ain't nobody see me winnin', but I'll be here in a minute
They just wanna see me different, kick back when I count millions
Now they wanna hide when it ain't safe, but they don't do it and they play games
And they like everyone for a lil' bit when they hate at the same time
If I don't like you, you get fried (Don't like you, you get fried)