Giant by Trigue Lyrics
Verse 1:
Maneuvers, never really made the right ones/
The cruiser, pulled behind, flashed his lights once/
“What’s the problem, sir? Yo, I got my tags right.”/
He opened up the door and pulled out his flashlight/
Then clicked ‘em, bracelets on my wrist did not fit/
Circulation cut off, main vein shut off/
An hour later calling momma, yeah I done fucked up again/
Please call all my friends, come up with the ends/
Maybe they can throw a dollar a piece/
If not, see you in the courtroom in a couple of weeks/
What’d I do? Nothing. Well maybe just a little something/
Sick and tired of not every having nothing/
If I get a chance to get it I’ma push the fucking button/
Even if it might blow up in my grill, real/
Tryna help, I know it’s not how it feels, still/
If I get a chance to change then I will/
Hook:
I’m feeling like I’m losing control/
Things are getting harder to hold/
They say the bigger that you are then the harder you fall/
But muthafuck ‘em all, I’ma get so damn tall/
I’ma be a giant/
Bridge:
We getting taller/
See me on the come up, see you on the rise/
Verse 2:
Everyone tells me to get my shit together/
But all my belongings are scattered and tattered/
And nobody has time to help me gather ‘em up/
I’m tryna move but you won’t let me borrow the truck/
Maybe I don’t deserve it, chances had a couple of em/
Here comes the verdict, I know what the fuck he gon’ say/
Peace, see ya’ll in May/
Tell my little boy that I’m on vacation/
And when I get back I’ma have to face some/
Shit I don’t want to admit/
I’ve spewed every excuse I could spit/
Honestly not sure how I fit in this suit/
Clipped on tie, this vest my nephew’s/
I’ll bring it back pressed with just the best news/
I’ve never felt less than today, my best moves/
Are gonna get better, better watch how I do/
Hook
Bridge
Hook
Maneuvers, never really made the right ones/
The cruiser, pulled behind, flashed his lights once/
“What’s the problem, sir? Yo, I got my tags right.”/
He opened up the door and pulled out his flashlight/
Then clicked ‘em, bracelets on my wrist did not fit/
Circulation cut off, main vein shut off/
An hour later calling momma, yeah I done fucked up again/
Please call all my friends, come up with the ends/
Maybe they can throw a dollar a piece/
If not, see you in the courtroom in a couple of weeks/
What’d I do? Nothing. Well maybe just a little something/
Sick and tired of not every having nothing/
If I get a chance to get it I’ma push the fucking button/
Even if it might blow up in my grill, real/
Tryna help, I know it’s not how it feels, still/
If I get a chance to change then I will/
Hook:
I’m feeling like I’m losing control/
Things are getting harder to hold/
They say the bigger that you are then the harder you fall/
But muthafuck ‘em all, I’ma get so damn tall/
I’ma be a giant/
Bridge:
We getting taller/
See me on the come up, see you on the rise/
Verse 2:
Everyone tells me to get my shit together/
But all my belongings are scattered and tattered/
And nobody has time to help me gather ‘em up/
I’m tryna move but you won’t let me borrow the truck/
Maybe I don’t deserve it, chances had a couple of em/
Here comes the verdict, I know what the fuck he gon’ say/
Peace, see ya’ll in May/
Tell my little boy that I’m on vacation/
And when I get back I’ma have to face some/
Shit I don’t want to admit/
I’ve spewed every excuse I could spit/
Honestly not sure how I fit in this suit/
Clipped on tie, this vest my nephew’s/
I’ll bring it back pressed with just the best news/
I’ve never felt less than today, my best moves/
Are gonna get better, better watch how I do/
Hook
Bridge
Hook