Trouble (Explicit) - Ab-Soul/Aloe Blacc

I'm gonna get in my car

But wherever I go

Trouble will find me

And I don't want trouble to find me no more

I admit I play hide and seek with the violence

String theories together just like a violin

Red roses

Blue violets

The top pick in the cockpit

That's fly sh*t

Like defecating on a private plane

It's simple G4 with it

Women with me in the present

Here's a test

If you tour the future then the past represents death

Life

Will it take me under I don't know

The good die young and the ugly get dough

I feel this prickly feeling on the back of my neck

The reaper tippy toe behind me everywhere that I go

That's why I ride slow

I used to be in a rush

Fast life

Slow motion

These days

I'm so focused

And as soon as the chauffeur

Hold this door open I'mma

I'm gonna get in my car

I'm gonna drive real fast

But wherever I go

Seems like trouble will find me

And I don't want trouble to find me

No more

Hey hey

Here's a tiny tip

There's no escaping the trouble

That come with this grand hustle

You willing to give everything

For the glistening wrists

Finding the right fabric

To keep your family knit

Vanity slave

Running red lights

Smoking w**d

They in love with you

When you're untouchable

Sonny

You was born to f**king die

'Til then get money

The belly of the beast ain't no tummy

You mistaken

Track record longer than a train station

You just record tracks

What a waste of wax

Name an individual exempt

From a candlelight vigil

And bring me his head

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen

Optimistic but they say I need an ophthalmologist

Now they just look at me

Like they owe me apologies

So many red eyes I might need Visine

Audio pilot

That's why I'm so high up

The trouble still finds us like a citation

That's why I'm hating

The waiting and silent conversation with God like

Why the Hell is Heaven so far

Don't need a stairway

I need a rocketship to blast off

So what

No buts

I work my a** off

And all my champions comply

It's do or die when I ride

Tracy Chapman didn't die

Nah

I'm gonna get in my car

I'm gonna drive real fast

But wherever I go

Seems like trouble will find me

And I don't want trouble to find me

No more

No more

No more

No more

I'm gonna get in my car

I'm gonna drive real fast

Wherever I go

Seems like trouble will find me

And I don't want trouble to find me

No more

No more

No more

No more

I don't want trouble to find me no more

Said I don't want trouble to find me no more

I don't want trouble to find me no more

No more

No more

No more

No more