Brittney Chantele - Trigger Finger (feat. Treble NLS) Lyrics

You got your finger on the trigger
But your trigger finger lies
What's depicted right in front of you
You have to clear your mind
You've been told
You've been told
That's a bad f*cking life
You've been told
You've been told
That's a bad f*cking life
But it's a life
But it's a life
Yeah, it's a life
You've you been lied to
You had the picture right in front of you
You had no f*cking time
Take a deep breath
You have to clear your mind
Take your finger off the trigger
And you see that it's a life
It's a life yeah
You have the mission in your vision
So there's death between your eyes
You've been told that you're a soldier
So to kill would do you wise
You could double tap that picture
But beware that it's a life
It's a life yeah
These conditions don't condition you to think about it twice
What was love is now debated to be hatred in disguise
And they tell you that those faces live in places we don't like
But they're lives yeah
You got your finger on the trigger
But your trigger finger lies
What's depicted right in front of you
You have to clear your mind
You've been told
You've been told
That's a bad f*cking life
You've been told
You've been told
That's a bad f*cking life
But it's a life
But it's a life
Yeah, it's a life
You've you been lied to
You got yo finger on the trigger but the trigger finger lies
Between what's within your rights
Versus what you exercise
You don't like to feel constricted, so you've broken extra ties
Because no one told you life
Comes with all these extra tides
You've been broken, over spoken, to your breaking point and tired
Homies dropping like the flies
And it doesn't help to cry
And then everybody offers unsolicited advice
They don't ask you what it's like
When your mental state is tried
I've contemplated heaven in Hell's Kitchen
Where everyone around me likes to cook with their shells different
New seasons marínate the beef
Grab the burner, turn up the heat
Or get popped by the bacon grease tryna fill prisons
It ain't guaranteed that no one 'round you has ill intentions
Trauma helped you notice when the energy feels different
Still wishing I could rob the well when I feel tension
I'm better with the wait, but both my shoulders are still chipping
My trigger finger itching
Might kill someone