Written by Anastacia Newkirk, Travon Potts
All this time, this life
Is a rhythm without a rhyme
'Cause it makes me feel
I'm like a train without a wheel
You got me down, so low
I gotta reach up to touch the ground
But - I'm alright
I won't give up without a fight
If you don't want to realize
That I would never compromise my
Integrity or my right to be free
There's nothing left for me to say
'Cause
Yo trippin'
(There ain't nothing wrong)
With the way I sing my song
(Yo trippin')
(Why ya make me feel)
Like my feelings ain't so real
(Yo trippin')
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Hey
Yo trippin'
Why you fear (why you fear, why you fear)
That to be cruel
Is to be real
Honesty (honesty, honesty)
Is how I live
But you refuse to see that
You'll never win the game of life
That's why
You live in sin
From tellin' all those lies
Can't live in peace
And your hart can't be free
There's nothing left for me to say
Yo trippin'
(There ain't nothing wrong)
With the way I sing my song
(Yo trippin')
(Why ya make me feel)
Why ya make me feel
(Yo trippin')
There ain't nothing wrong
With the way I sing my song
Ooh, yo trippin'
Why you always trippin' on me
(Yo trippin')
(There ain't nothing wrong)
Yeah, nothing wrong
(Yo trippin')
(Why ya make me feel)
Say why ya make me feel
(Yo trippin')
(There ain't nothing wrong)
The way I sing my song
Baby, why you always, why you always
Trippin' baby
Trippin' baby
(There ain't nothing wrong)
(With the way I sing my song)
(Yo trippin')
With the way I sing my song...
Yo trippin'