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Sir Michael Rocks
Sir Michael Rocks
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Antoine Reed
Antoine Reed
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Mac Miller
Mac Miller
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If I, if I, ha ha dream I said, if I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls All we know is drugs and girls This ain't no cowboy shit, man, this that Alpo shit, fam An ATL nigga that never fell for shit, man I always had to grind, story of my life Scrubbin' for the shot, I think I lived my life twice It's Casanova smooth, James classic, bitches with me Niggas straight up out the blue thing Hot bitches, Liu Kang New to the point, nigga, call me butane I'm so damn Hussein Niggas get to ask me a motherfuckin' question A motherfuckin' question away from heaven Nothing 'til my niggas copping sections To rocking six gold rings, then I had cop six more rings Shit done changed, man, my momma is my main thing Check reality and put it in a mainframe Put it in the main frame, my momma is my main thing Check reality and put it in a mainframe, bitch If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls All we know is drugs and girls Praise Elijah, welcome your messiah Walk inside a room, the bitches offer up vagina I'm eating Jambalaya off a thousand dollar china Find a hoe's not a ho and strippers, but they ride the pole Mister Muddy sipper, that mixture is an elixir A list of A-list celebrities sending me naked pictures The higher I get the more money I make I had a threesome with that ho, now she fucking with Drake Damn, bitches sniffing xannies, yeah, they taking them bars Lucky she got a father who can pay for her car I'm faded, but don't worry, been this way from the start Just shot a video, killed another radio star Don't make the mistake of thinkin' I wasn't livin' fast That's Little Richard cash It's Baghdad in the booth, yeah, I'm bombing it Rocks, James, and Miller that's the conglomerate I said if I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls All we know is drugs and girls I don't slack, I don't simp, I don't sleep, I don't slump, I don't lack, I don't loaf, nigga I don't brag, I don't boast, I don't pull out the Cris if we ain't popping that toast, nigga She had a dream she was fucking with a foam boy It cost seven iPhones for the clothes, boy I went from the toy store into Tolstoys Bitch, it's Banco, dick fat like cankles, huh Running through the check, bro Check one, check two, check three Nigga wanna check me, his ass better check again Hustle, tryna touch a Benz, deuces of the Activis, sprite mud wrestling And I'm on the border with the Mexican I'm 'bout to cop the Aston if he let's them in That's my gwala, that's my partner, we the best of friends Sleek, you know the code, you will never get a text again Goofy, face ass, jacuzzi with your main splash Polo motorcycle with the Gucci on the brake pads Choppin', pussy, possum better play dead (play dead) Learn the game from the old heads (back up) I said, if I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls All we know is drugs and girls
Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Malcolm James Mccormick, Nicholaus Joseph Williams, Antoine Amari Reed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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