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Don Trip No Trophies

[Intro: Don Trip]
No trophies
No trophies
No trophies
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies
My babies can't eat
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies
[Verse 1: Don Trip]
Hashtag, hashtag Oscar sold white
How can I care when my pockets so light?
I been in here working on the album all night
In the morning I'ma take a 5 hour long flight
I sleep in the air, fly even when I'm resting
To me it's a burden, but to you it's a blessing
And God bless the nigga that can hold his own
Funny all the talk but I got more than a mobile phone
Papa was a coward not a rolling stone
I got heavy metal and magazines like the Rolling Stone
When death come knocking he'll be shocked to see that no one's home
I found the snakes you sent for me this morning when I mowed the lawn
I just had a conversation with the old me
I had to introduce him to a cold me
I told my son I never won no awards
He said "Why? What for? Daddy we can't eat no trophies"

[Hook: Don Trip]
No trophies
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies
My babies can't eat
No trophies
No, no trophies
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies
My babies can't eat
No trophies
I'll probably never win an Oscar
Shit, I can't even act like I give a f..ck
My homeboy been to church all Sunday
Praying that his right hand man don't give him up
300 grand in 5 months
And I ain't seen you niggas in the bank, not once
Shit, I only see you niggas in the mall once
I got way too many bags to all fit in one trunk
I'm in Kid's Foot Locker like 7C, 9C, 12C
Shit, if they in stock I want all three
Superman cuz when my babies have bad dreams
They don't call ghostbusters, they call me
I just had a conversation with the old me
I had to introduce him to a cold me
I told my son I never won no awards
He said "Why? What for? Daddy we can't eat no trophies"

[Hook: Don Trip]
No trophies
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies
My babies can't eat
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies
My babies can't eat
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies
Naw, naw no trophies
No trophies
Naw naw no trophies
No trophies
I can't feed my babies
No trophies


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