Letra

I'm sleep, like I'm really off drugs, man I can't be lying' to y'all type shit, haha For real, haha, aye, aye Why you so out of touch with life? Aye, woah, aye How do you so out of touch with me? Be real Got you off your pivot, these pills Like, "Why you never go back to your home?" Like, "Why you're holdin' your stomach, is something wrong?" You don't recognize your cousin, you're so gone Baby, meet the real me, just hold on She know I'm dirty but it's my phone I'm sick of the hurting when it's my wrong My lil' shawty say he got me when it pop on In Chicago, rappers' bitches in his iPhone You can talk that shit if it last long I don't want no pics or a damn song I sip Hi-Tech like a vampire I sip with a hoe, she's a damn liar Bloody red triple cup, ice melt fire Molly wild, she roll like she smell fire I do what I please and you should too Say you love this life and that's cool too I can tell it's lust, I adore you We can do what we want like a cartoon All these other niggas copy real Wockstar And that Perc in my system, I don't pop bars Rock and rollin' off the lean, real rockstar Y'all can't get at high as me, but I'm not y'all Thought that nigga was my family, he fugazi I know niggas that's finessin' from the Navy Niggas really rap niggas, hate to say it Niggas doin' all that fakin' for no payment And I'm really off them Percs like I got war wounds I can do what I want like a cartoon You be doin' what I want, what a star troop Aye, I can do what I want like a cartoon Ooh, ooh, uh I can do what I want like a cartoon She be doin' what I want, what a star troop Ooh, ooh, ooh, aye, aye Aye, ooh, aye, aye, aye, ooh, aye
Writer(s): Lucki Camel Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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