Truffles lyrics

[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 (f*ck, uh)
f*ck 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 sh*t down, play in the rubble
True sh*t, we ain't sayin' it subtle
n*ggas is leeches, n*ggas is weeds, dawg
Life ain't a beach, this sh*t is a see-saw
sh*t is egregious, still, slaves is a secrеt
Still want the white man to tell you you prеstigious
Rubbin' shoulders with the demons
n*gga is tweakin', ah, hell nah

[Chorus]
Here go another young n*gga makin' trouble, yeah
Young n*gga makin' trouble, wait
Young n*gga 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 n*gga think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
This n*gga speakin' his mind, ayy
This n*gga sh*t ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
Here go another young n*gga makin' trouble, ayy
Young n*gga makin' trouble, wait
Young n*gga makin' trouble, huh
[Verse 2]
Young n*gga 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 sh*t 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 sh*t just truthy
Too many movies
n*ggas be thinkin' it's real life, 'til it's real life, then they livin' it foolishly
This sh*t 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 n*gga
I can't control the gang, no, my n*ggas
All think different, ain't the same, see, I figured
If I wanna stay sharp-minded, gotta keep me some sharp n*ggas
And watch out for shark n*ggas
No weapon for 'em, not even that Stark n*gga
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 n*ggas

[Chorus]
Here go another young n*gga makin' trouble, yeah
Young n*gga makin' trouble, wait
Young n*gga 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 n*gga think he see it like the Hubble, ayy
This n*gga speakin' his mind, ayy
This n*gga sh*t ain't like mine, ayy, ah, hell nah
Here go another young n*gga makin' trouble, ayy
Young n*gga makin' trouble, wait
Young n*gga makin' trouble, huh