Voli - "Tripwire Feat. Aliah Sheffield" (Prod. Voli) w/ lyrics video free download

"Tripwire Feat. Aliah Sheffield" (Prod. Voli)

(Voli)

You know the Greeks they didn't write obituaries,

they only asked one question when a man died.

Did he have passion?

Yea, I don't know, look.

They say you only live once,

can you define life?

Now can you really say you lived when the times right?

These are the paranoid thoughts of a young man

dreaming hanging on the line

like a strung pair of sneakers.

Drinking hard liquor like it's part of my religion.

Single malt sippin

got my vision all twisted.

Only way to deal with no way to pay the bills

student loans got me feelin like I'll never make a mill.

Dean, had so many dreams,

college grad but I feel like I don't know anything, man.

I could've been something major.

Now I can barely get a job with this major.

Uh, hey there professor can you write me up a letter,

recommend me to the sky

where there might be something better, thanks.

I'm so fly take me right up to the heaven gates

and maybe Jesus will write me up a resume.

(Aliah)

(Chorus)

I'm on a thin line balancing dreams and reality

one slip and this could be bad.

I see a tripwire I can't let fear discourage me.

I'm giving this all I have

(Voli)

And now the money's rolling in

but it's goin even quicker.

I blew my whole paycheck pretending I was richer

getting top shelf liquor

for this middle-class stripper, go figure.

I'm at the club with a fresh new blazer,

I'm tryna cut like a fresh new razor, man.

Open a tab that I closed after one order.

And babysit it all night like my own daughter.

Good taste, bad credit.

I nearly overdraft debit cuz they ain't no cash in it

but guess I'll pretend so the hard times seem better

look for the stars in them dark nights, Heath Ledger.

Fear failure, the test of a lifetime

some cheat and see their whole life pass right by em.

We wanna be millionaires, no life line.

Huh, now picture that like a icon.

(Chorus)

That bucket list only getting longer

the simple life starts getting harder

and Uncle Sam ain't playing like a bench warmer.

Job interviews, cheap ties, rented suits,

living proof where the dreams die please God.

I ain't religious but I pray, can you sing to me.

My girl like Smigel tryna get a ring from me.

And Mom probably thinking I should probably be a doctor

they always testing me as if I need a proctor.

Pregnant girl, home alone no one to support her.

She give up on her dreams, tryna live em through her daughter.

Recession keep a bachelor from trying get his masters.

Undergrads scared they don't wanna be no graduates.

Working man, come of age, qualified, underpaid,

boss man fuckin with him he don't get another raise.

Want it? Better get it

ain't nobody tryna give it.

Life's cold, cryogenic better put the fire in it like...

(Chorus)

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