Lyrics:
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I write what I like and I like what I write
I like to be right but I don't really write to be liked there's
up by the devil as he looks and he smiles
Good at the game of tricknology
But I have knowledge of myself you're not fooling me
You see the answer
you
I was walking down the street
I was standing by you everybody look at me
This is televised i just smoked some tree
I got the bloodshot eyes
I think
drinkin'
I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin'
That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin'
That's why I
screamed for help but they just used me now I'm running solo till the end
I now some people usta now know a lot of people who I usta called friends
But you
plus the mind equal chemistry (Uh huh)
Love is a drug I keep taking plenty
Let’s get litty on road taking trips (I’m off)
I got the honeys like Winnie
just like a equal
I go ham no hog tie
Ima dawg no rawhide
Moet bottles in them club pictures like a gang sign
Kids like bingo
Sitting like a eagle
black lives matter
Cause right now all lives are not equal
I'm here for all of my people
The riots be calling my people
And yea I say black lives matter
Feeling so low, kinda like I'm in a limbo
Shooter from the free throw
You is not my equal
Time's running out, and these doses getting lethal
Feeling
the type of people make the club get crunk
I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game
To stimulate then activate the left and right brain
Said,
I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See my hoes, TWERK!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls,
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a flirt
Soon as I see her walk up in the club
I'm a flirt winking eyes at me when I
Roll up on them dubs, i'm a flirt
Oporto Madrid I’m all on it
(Verse) I don’t have time for a fuck nigga I need some figures see I like to swipe without looking
I got a baddie she wifey
(Chorus)
Haters in the club (back up)
Gold Diggers (back up)
Broke niggaz (back up)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up)
(Verse 1)
I'm in the cut
(Chorus)
Haters in the club (back up)
Gold Diggers (back up)
Broke niggaz (back up)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up)
(Verse 1)
I'm in the cut
cold fo some niggaz I aint getting back
its me im from the hart of the deep
have you ever seen a nigga layed dead in the streets
by the age of 13 I was
my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear
name's Pablo)
Everybody here is equal
Corporations have a board of directors
So will we a commission
Multimillion dollar nigga
I got tunnel vision (I got
I get a chickenhead shake and some french fries?
Pants so skin tight man so freak like
Notch after notch in tha club on tha weeknight
Now she wanna
me was some patience
Started to slowly progress
And I pray for God to make a way
So I'ma go regardless
Spent a lot of lonely nights when
I was sittin'
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, well
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody in di club
Get it how you live it even out the bando
You will never play me cuz I'm not Nintendo
Memories tonight is what we all gone live for
Equal opportunity
(make ya scream out)
Some people really are (still)
Still dreaming (st-still dreamin')
(O-o-o-o-one two one two
Some dreams stay dreams some dreams
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