Untitled Don Trip

I think I’m gonna throw away the chains from my heart
Cuz lately I’ve been feeling like I’m free
I think I’m gonna give myself a brand new start
I’ll get back to my roots and then me

I’m still on my gangsta shit
Chasing after C-Notes although I can’t sang the bit
Cool as an ice berg, sharp enough to sink a ship
Still Chase that fast money sometimes I just can’t resist
Again I ask, who is if I ain’t the shit?
East Side, I never been nobody’s goon and I don’t aim to miss
Matter of fact I aim that bitch and shoot till it’s time to change the clip
Fuck the witnesses and I ain’t concerned with no fingerprints
The writings on the wall, I come from slanging bricks
Never did shit I regret or nothing I can’t admit
Weapon’s drawn don't make me paint a pic
Although my life’s a horror film I wouldn’t change the script
Prepared for war, that’s right, I came equipped
It take money to go to war, it’s a good thing I’m rich
But I will gun you down like I don’t what famous is
And bitch I’ve been a rider since my training wheels

I think I’m gonna throw away the chains from my heart
Cuz lately I’ve been feeling like I’m free
I think I’m gonna give myself a brand new start
I’ll get back to my roots and then me