CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Wing Cleaner
Listen to my thesis
I ain't just rappin', man, I mean this
Tryina make it happen outta rappin'
See, my words paint pictures like a E-FIT
Mind out, 'cause' you'll find out
G, that kindness is weakness
If you grind like I grind, then it's sleepless
I'm a terror in my era with my weed lit
Carpe diem, hard life we in
So I see the moment and I seized it
Then I caught a case, I couldn't MJ beat it
They be actin' Stringer Bell, they ain't even Idris
Remember I was up and down
Sleeping on the floor round Reece's
Then I lost freedom, had my people in pieces
This lifestyle is strange like Beatrice
"No rest for the wicked", so the saying goes
I'm still weighin' Os, thinkin' 'bout my mates [?]
Soldiers out there two and twoin' in the rain and cold
Kitties blazin' white, smackers, not a veil in sight
But that's the way it goes
And I ain't talkin' like I ain't involved
But I can't see no other way
It's like I'm ray, my rap's my ray of hope
It's a col', col' world. J. Cole
All the stress I take home
I've been OT, no sleep
Only changed clothes, forever chasin' pesos
I be beefin' with Regina, man, even in my senior (Damn)
You won't work for a wage
But you'd be a wing cleaner
And you do that sh*t for peanuts
sh*t, we must be nuts
I said, you won't work for a wage
But you'll be a wing cleaner
And you do that sh*t for peanuts
Check yourself, man, you must be nuts
Man, I've been gettin' reloads
And I ain't talkin' bout no wheel-ups (And I ain't talkin' 'bout no wheel-ups)
I'm married to the game
I married that without no prenup
So I'm due to lose suttin'
I just hope it ain't my freedom (I just hope it ain't my freedom)
I said, I'm due to lose something
I just hope it ain't my freedom (I just hope it ain't my freedom)
I ain't just rappin', man, I mean this
Tryina make it happen outta rappin'
See, my words paint pictures like a E-FIT
Mind out, 'cause' you'll find out
G, that kindness is weakness
If you grind like I grind, then it's sleepless
I'm a terror in my era with my weed lit
Carpe diem, hard life we in
So I see the moment and I seized it
Then I caught a case, I couldn't MJ beat it
They be actin' Stringer Bell, they ain't even Idris
Remember I was up and down
Sleeping on the floor round Reece's
Then I lost freedom, had my people in pieces
This lifestyle is strange like Beatrice
"No rest for the wicked", so the saying goes
I'm still weighin' Os, thinkin' 'bout my mates [?]
Soldiers out there two and twoin' in the rain and cold
Kitties blazin' white, smackers, not a veil in sight
But that's the way it goes
And I ain't talkin' like I ain't involved
But I can't see no other way
It's like I'm ray, my rap's my ray of hope
It's a col', col' world. J. Cole
All the stress I take home
I've been OT, no sleep
Only changed clothes, forever chasin' pesos
I be beefin' with Regina, man, even in my senior (Damn)
You won't work for a wage
But you'd be a wing cleaner
And you do that sh*t for peanuts
sh*t, we must be nuts
I said, you won't work for a wage
But you'll be a wing cleaner
And you do that sh*t for peanuts
Check yourself, man, you must be nuts
Man, I've been gettin' reloads
And I ain't talkin' bout no wheel-ups (And I ain't talkin' 'bout no wheel-ups)
I'm married to the game
I married that without no prenup
So I'm due to lose suttin'
I just hope it ain't my freedom (I just hope it ain't my freedom)
I said, I'm due to lose something
I just hope it ain't my freedom (I just hope it ain't my freedom)
