Lyrics LUCKI – LIFE MOCKS ART

(Icey, I'm so sick of you)
Tried to play me out my spot like I ain't that, ay uh
Tried to pay me out my spot like I ain't that, uh
I really live what I'm rappin'
I really live what I'm rappin'
Spendin' this money and drugs
I got your pay off an addy
I'm leanin', she wakin' me up
I'm in the mix with the crackers
On telegram lookin' for mud
I'm in the mix with the factors
I fell out of mix with a slut
I fell out of mix with the actors
The mud like the movie, that's good
New York ho told me she'll jack it
Make three hundred thousand off jackets
I send her back home with an accent
Make a trackhawk almost back flip
I cut a ho off like magic
Whatever I buy, you can have it
I crash another whip, ain't cute but it is what it is
I'm pop lil brother, with a shh
His favorite gun was this
Countin' twenty K and all hundreds
And the reason I don't look like shit
I fu*ked his ho, he a P
And he still wanna pay for a fee
Spent so much money on wock
Made half of it back in my sleep
Damn, damn, damn, ay
Tried to pay me out my spot like I ain't that
I really live what I'm rappin', haha, ay
I really live what I'm rappin'
Spendin' this money and drugs
I got your pay off an addy
I'm leanin', she wakin' me up
I really live what I'm rappin', ay
Tried to play me out my spot like I ain't that
I really live what I'm rappin', ay
Spendin' this money and drugs
I got your pay off an addy
I'm leanin', she wakin' me up
Damn, fu*k wrong bro?
Yeah, you know that, young Neptune
One and only, probably a few more though, but, yeah, you know though
EFG, long live the Bandman
Keep it that simple, you know that
Haha