Lyrics:
the void, you can't be copied, in bed... eye try angles like I'm Illuminati,
How irony we would meet at the club Bitter End,
Only to end bitter sweet now let
kno a lot of niggas hit you broad day , bet not bring kno drama ,
my way, 30 round clip on the Ak
Vvs rocks dripping funsway, choose to ride low key in
station Narcan
He's swinging from the speakers in a club called coma
And he's an underachiever, but I took the over
Locked in a basement, on online poker
went right to the club where my friend Antoine is pumping
But the bouncer at the door won't let me in
I could have killed him
Close to suicide I see
cakap aku lupa diri
But I’m staying humble and I keep it low key
I’m raising the temperature
There used to be a time where they didn’t like me but now
on the main shelf
You're trying to put me down
But we all now you in this town
I got spades, clubs and hearts for you
The ace of diamonds very soon
She
Yung Lan on the track
Trauma Tone
Key
Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me (Ain't no flaws in me)
Half a ticket on me and I ain't brought it
will get you got
Brodie snuck in the club with it if you dial her
Your card been pulled, lil' nigga you is not tough
Bitch always telling me to stop
Tellin chicks I'm an artist, to me is just a corny pick up line
So we - continued gettin to know each other a lil better
Decided we should leave the club
Represent
But the gag is that you don't know what you gon' know
But the gag is that you don't know what you gon' know
In front the club with the batting
Betting against us is like hitting a strip club
Searching for classy women
Meanwhile I'm flier than a flight attendant
But still not high as God intended
I'm telling you
Let me give the kids just a little help
Tell 'em money is not the key to wealth
'Cause if it can stop the pain
How the fuck did
the club man, ooh
Yeah, they hate but they broke though (they broke though)
And when it's time to pop they a no-show (where they at?)
Yeah, I'm pretty
you had my mind blown, oh, oh
Full of junk at the club on bump like what
I had to have you babe
Saw you outside, passenger side
Cause I let my
they got a lot of money but that's not the truth
When I spit you can lock the booth
And throw away the key, what you see here'll shock the youth
'Cause
wired up
Cooperation with them people got you tied up
Literally tied up, vodka in the cup
Me in the club nigga, turning shit up
I spent a few dollars,
you're slowly dying
'Cause Magic Mike just got your key
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you
you fay-ay-ay-ade away
Be-be-be-be-bye-bye-bye
Be-be-be-be-bye-bye-bye-bye (goodbye)
Twelve o'clock last night in a club
You an a girl do de
winning in a war after working so damn hard
Sex with you is like when the man at the dealership hands over the keys to my new car
Sex with you is like
Last night I had a fight, after that I grabbed the mic
When the club closed I went home on my granny's bike
People was laughin like "look he just ran
to flip a quarter key
The rap game is like standin' on a block
Every tape I sell is like a motherfuckin' dime rock
Give me the money so you can keep
Friday Night, At the crib
Thinking about the club that we gonna hit
the spot gonna be hot tonight
so I better be looking tight
Grab my coat & my
wit you is like
Winnin' an award
After workin' so damn hard
Sex wit you is like
When the man at the dealership
Hands over the keys to my new car
With the chief of the police, who got the keys to the streets
I'm a full time hustler, part-time rhymer
I'm having thangs Pha-real [Pharrell] You punks
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