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Mick Jenkins - Truffles

[Intro]
Sittin' in my room
Then I did some shrooms
Now I'm on the moon

[Verse 1]
It was Goyard totes and Carhartt tees
And art talk, the Coldplay carpet 'round my feet
The Dolce scarf, it's 'round my face, forgot my mask (Fuck, uh)
Fuck up a mood ring, leavin' the Tri-State
I'm on a trip, shorty, don't trip, she know I'm comin' with my plate
Smoke out the zip, joint on my lip, I'm off an eighth of the truffle
Weight in the duffle
Lose and come right back like we played in the bubble
Tear shit down, play in the rubble
True shit, we ain't sayin' it subtle
Niggas is leeches, niggas is weeds, dawg
Life ain't a beach, this shit is a see-saw
Shit is egregious, still, slaves is a secrеt
Still want the white man to tell you you prеstigious
Rubbin' shoulders with the demons
Nigga is tweakin', ah, hell nah

[Chorus]
Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, yeah
Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
Young nigga makin' trouble, huh
Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen, he don't want the truffle, huh
Trees funkier than a truffle, uh
Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah
Here's another nigga think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
This nigga speakin' his mind, ayy
This nigga shit ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, ayy
Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
Young nigga makin' trouble, huh
[Verse 2]
Young nigga makin' double that money you taxed on and triple the principal
I need patience 'cause I know that I'm gon' get the whole thing, gotta get it in intervals
Got the bases loaded, I'm tryna make it a Soul Train line right at the home plate, talk shit in the interview
Then I put back on my Dolce scarf, say too much and they'll finish you
I am not stupid, I ain't no goofy
Know what the truth is, some shit just truthy
Too many movies
Niggas be thinkin' it's real life, 'til it's real life, then they livin' it foolishly
This shit is manic, it's still life, for ill life, now we readin' the eulogy, ah, hell nah
I can't go for the stain, no, my nigga
I can't control the gang, no, my niggas
All think different, ain't the same, see, I figured
If I wanna stay sharp-minded, gotta keep me some sharp niggas
And watch out for shark niggas
No weapon for 'em, not even that Stark nigga
I'm chasin' the dark liquor
With clear water, it break it apart quicker
I'm breakin' the blunt down, put the gun down, now we smokin' some raw niggas

[Chorus]
Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, yeah
Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
Young nigga makin' trouble, huh
Got paid and I ain't eatin' in the chef kitchen, he don't want the truffle, huh
Trees funkier than a truffle, uh
Think they want me in a muzzle, uh, ah, hell nah
Here's another nigga think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
This nigga speakin' his mind, ayy
This nigga shit ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
Here go another young nigga makin' trouble, ayy
Young nigga makin' trouble, wait
Young nigga makin' trouble, huh

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