CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Dead on Arrival
Know that I was different at a young age
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, sh*t, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my b*t*h a nun, uh, she can't even feel
'Cause she's filled with pills, now
My old hoes is still down
Told that b*t*h don't give no f**ks, live your life like Jill Scott
Tell me what you wanna do
I can't chase you, baby, you ain't on the loose
I be talkin' to my problems 'cause they know me too
I made her wet and said, "That pu**y tightеr than a noose"
And then I'm comin' through
Remеmber that time I woke up sad, I went and got a hundred blues
You ain't never been inside a [?] n***a, ain't have no food
And it's funny 'cause these hundreds, they be sticky like that honeydew
And you know I'm f**kin' thuggin', mama prayin' to that sunny moon
I know one day I won't wake up
So I'm livin' 'til it come to me
TSA, they try to stop me, I got so much ones on me
And you know I got my brother, ain't no doubtin', you can count on me
I be walkin' there, where I'm forgetting that it's loud on me
And my diamonds VVS, it's like a motherf**kin' cloud on me
All I want is loyalty, don't talk about no clout to me
Know that I was different at a young age
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, sh*t, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my b*t*h a nun, uh, she can't even feel
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, sh*t, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my b*t*h a nun, uh, she can't even feel
'Cause she's filled with pills, now
My old hoes is still down
Told that b*t*h don't give no f**ks, live your life like Jill Scott
Tell me what you wanna do
I can't chase you, baby, you ain't on the loose
I be talkin' to my problems 'cause they know me too
I made her wet and said, "That pu**y tightеr than a noose"
And then I'm comin' through
Remеmber that time I woke up sad, I went and got a hundred blues
You ain't never been inside a [?] n***a, ain't have no food
And it's funny 'cause these hundreds, they be sticky like that honeydew
And you know I'm f**kin' thuggin', mama prayin' to that sunny moon
I know one day I won't wake up
So I'm livin' 'til it come to me
TSA, they try to stop me, I got so much ones on me
And you know I got my brother, ain't no doubtin', you can count on me
I be walkin' there, where I'm forgetting that it's loud on me
And my diamonds VVS, it's like a motherf**kin' cloud on me
All I want is loyalty, don't talk about no clout to me
Know that I was different at a young age
I just made a play and then my life changed
I've been driving off that acid, call that DOA
All this smoke up in this room, girl, I can't see yo' face, girl I can't see your waist
I heard yo' titties fake but, sh*t, I'm tryna feel
I can't hold my tongue, uh, I just keep it real
Smoke up in my lungs, sum'n like gills
I made my b*t*h a nun, uh, she can't even feel
