Troublesome

[Chorus: Keith Stoned]
Trained to go, yeah, The Devil know me well (TTG!)
Been through hell, you can tell by the smell (Trife Life!)
Put that on my soul, I sign it in blood
Made too much to count it up, now they call us troublesome
Train-Trained to go, yeah, The Devil know me well (TTG!)
Been through hell, you can tell by the smell (Gang shit!)
Put that on my soul, I sign it in blood
Made too much to count it up, now they call us troublesome

[Verse 1: Keith Stoned]
Too-too fast, too furious (skrrt!), my bitch bi-curious (Damn!)
Went from being too broke to living too luxurious (Turn up!)
Bipolar (bipolar), got a split personality
D-Double trouble out here makin' two times your salary (Whoo!)
Double dose, two cups, d-double barrel, two shots (*Bang bang*)
Dead too soon, two new grave plots (Rest in peace)
Fresh to death and dressed to kill (Dressed to kill)
They say I'm too blunt (too blunt), I say I'm too real (Too real)
Never get too high (too high), just popped two pills (Two pills)
Two dice, roll twice, feels like I've lived two lives
T-Two bad bitches (bad bitches) and they acting too nice (Too nice)
Got too turnt, caught two bodies last night (G-Gang Gang)

[Chorus: Keith Stoned]
Trained to go, yeah, The Devil know me well (TTG!)
Been through hell, you can tell by the smell (Trife Life!)
Put that on my soul, I sign it in blood
Made too much to count it up, now they call us troublesome
Train-Trained to go, yeah, The Devil know me well (TTG!)
Been through hell, you can tell by the smell (Gang shit!)
Put that on my soul, I sign it in blood
Made too much to count it up, now they call us troublesome

[Verse 2: Cody Manson]
Look! Look! Look!
I'm white trash rockin' white gold servin' white girl out the dumpster (Ayy!)
Flippin' packs to get quick cash, I'm countin' racks until my thumbs hurt (Ayy!)
Pistol whip your pussy ass, put you straight in a slumber (Night night)
Yeah, my bitch bad, when we get back that pussy gettin' punctured (Facts!)
Sippin' Henny mimosas soon as I woke up (Soon as I woke up)
I just booked another tour, it's 'bout to go up (It's 'bout to go up)
That's at least a couple racks soon as I show up (Where them racks?)
Try to step on my toes, you get your throat cut (*Slash*)
I'm big pressure, yeah, they know I'm trouble (They know I'm trouble)
Ayy! They scared to front you so they have to jump you (Bring it on bitch!)
Ayy! Just dug your grave here, you can hold the shovel (Here you go)
Ayy! They only hatin' 'cause they know they love you (Facts!)

[Chorus: Keith Stoned]
Trained to go, yeah, The Devil know me well (TTG!)
Been through hell, you can tell by the smell (Trife Life!)
Put that on my soul, I sign it in blood
Made too much to count it up, now they call us troublesome
Train-Trained to go, yeah, The Devil know me well (TTG!)
Been through hell, you can tell by the smell (Gang shit!)
Put that on my soul, I sign it in blood
Made too much to count it up, now they call us troublesome