STICKABUGS

Wesley Johnson

I'm not a god but this some godly shit
I been on some mobbin' shit
Tryna raise the profit quick
Why they wanna stop the kid?
Strongest nigga out this bitch
I just hide the strength
Off the clock still clockin' in Stop the tracks and box them in

Walk inside my cage and I'm swingin' bitch Keep my back on walls nigga, I'm just winging it
Perso pack up in smoke nigga, I'm just chiefin' it
Set the autopilot kick my feet I got my keeps Pockets feelin' like a shallow creek
Karen took them doors off a Jeep
Played my cards right makin' them read and weep

This lifestyle I daydream bout not comin' cheap
Finally gettin' decent sleep
Goldlink Jesus' piece I need
Just to agree to disagree
Gettin good shade from the tree
Life really got me branchin' off I got no favors don't ask at all

For the next week ain't no talkin' at all
My hands burnin' too many rounds of applause
Fuck out my way nigga, no probable cause Bitch I'm appalled, for real
Life a sock I'm just pickin' them stickabugs off
These niggas thought I wouldn't get the sauce Know I keep it playa' by the way that I walk
Body for body, just line up the chalk
Stay on my grind that's how I was taught
Let me know what you all about

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