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mike cog - let me do me كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
in case you forgot, then lemme remind you
i make progressions in my booth
i mean look at where i’ve climbed to
all this bullsh-t i’m blind to
you tryna put me behind you
that sh-t don’t fly dude
smoke a blunt i wouldn’t mind to
eyes red my throat dry too
on a funky beat smooth
real homies keep my mind cool
when i realize i’ve been lied to
aye i realize i’ve been lied to
an if you think for a second that i’m with some lame sh-t
just wait until the b-ss hit
imma make it i don’t fake sh-t
me no comprendo lame sh-t
you thought you knew me you mistaken
straight crib folks vacant
power moves stay makin
b-tch on the side with some bacon
good times i take in
with the weed smoke jamaican
speed boat-speed racin
free smoke-no patience
these hoes-don’t faze us
street closed-so we blazing
man i was just thinking
i ain’t got no one to flex to
you speaking less truth then the devil in his best mood
so how bout you take my gl-ss, an pour till i tell you to stop
man i don’t got time
i don’t own a watch
i don’t need a fine
i run from the cops
i got my highs an lows just like the stocks
always bounce back like some shocks
b-tch i’m first up, remember the dot

beat switch

[verse 2]
okay
let me get all of this sh-t out my system
roll play, like oj
mike cog just beat the system
thank god, i know he did it
2 broads can’t tell the difference
weed smoke fill the room like in scents
you my ride or die like no you isn’t
life a b-tch till i bite back
make a lame beat my right track
ask me why
cuz i’m like that
for a rat-boy set some mice trap
a game green, that’s a nice wrap
told her suck my d-ck, or don’t type back
all my boys we go way back
don’t f-ck with you cuz y’all lame cats
on my couch i’m just chillin
2 40 ounces just k!lled it
3 crowns all finished
no doubt i feel it
i got my stash in a rubbermaid
pray not to get popped for my mother’s sake
watch all of y’all fade away
on a lame b-tch still skate away
i got white hair, no touch of grey
you a cute b-tch, don’t know what to say
rollin games, f-ck a jay
y’all some lames, stay away
b-tch i need the money now!
open the cash vault
ashin my blunt on the asphalt
you a b-tch, that’s yo dads fault
hop on the train this the last call
doing me-and i’m past y’all
sour d-got me g-ssed out
first up- max clout
all your stories- gotta fact drough
stocks whip- its blacked out
if i keep rhymin- imma cash out
not you like no way
downing double its okay
tell you to let me do me
where this sh-t go? wait and see
i ask you “for real?” and you tell me “really”
baby what’s talking the pills or the whiskey
abc on a b-tch like i’m disney
plain to see who’s real they right with me
no belief
i mean so to speak
in your talk its cheap
b-tch, you don’t trick me

- mike cog

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