Distress by Trueking Lyrics

I don't know why you mad
I told you I don't know Love
I only know the money language
Speak the Money language

Boom-Boom on Drip (Yeah)
She mad cos money is my mistress
I don't want you bitch no distress
Keep your number I ain't got no interest
Boom-Boom on Drip (Yeah)
She mad cos money is my mistress
I don't want you bitch no distress
Keep your number I ain't got no interest

So niggas wanna see me Rollin in the Claptrap
Looking like the heavyweight with a mumble Rap-track
Ain't never throwing shots but I do the Clap back
Coz you looking really sick and you need a Nap Nap
All am Tryna say I been waiting for the day
When my name be made coz am never ending lame
Just like Grass to Grace I been waiting to be made
And I kinda lost my mind but am tryna keep it sane
Am no Gangster I can't pull a Gun
But don't F with me I got demons
Depression Codeine solved it
I got no time I don't know Love
Money on my mind Young dope nigga with the Sauce
What's Poppin what's cracking
We in the hood no joking
Niggas gun you down no faking

This is me against the World tryna put the work
All Alone and it feels I was never loved
I was stealing from the Rich giving to the poor
Looking at the Cross I been waiting for my turn
And I really had to do it just to lift my soul
Selfless act looking like the teachings of the old
Always one little thing that I wish to know
When we die where do souls really Go

Boom-Boom on Drip (Yeah)
She mad cos money is my mistress
I don't want you bitch no distress
Keep your number I ain't got no interest