Written by anastacia newkirk - travon potts
Whoa
Heya
All this time this life
Is a rhythm without a rhyme
cause it makes me feel, uh
Im like a train without a wheel, whoa
You got me down, so low
I gotta be tough, wont touch the ground, ah
But - Im alright
I wont give up without a fight
If you dont want to realize
That I would never compromise my
Integrity or my right to be free
Theres nothing left for me to say
cause
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Yo trippin
Fire make me feel
Like my feelings stay so real
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Hey, whoa
Yo trippin
Why you feel (why you feel, why you feel)
That to be cruel
Is to be real, yeah
Honesty (honesty, yeah, honesty)
Is how I live
But you refuse to see that
Youll never wind the game of life
Ask why
You live in scene
From tellin all those lies
Cant live in peace
Your hart wont let me free
Theres nothing left for me to say, yeah
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Yo trippin
Fire make me feel
Like my feelings stay so real
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Whoa
Yo trippin
Yeha
Why you always trinppin on me
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Yo trippin
Fire make me feel
Like my feelings stay so real
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Baby why you always
Trippin baby
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Yo trippin
Fire make me feel
Like my feelings stay so real
Yo trippin
There aint nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Whoa
Yo trippin