goofy and gangsta - mike evenn lyrics
i wanna be s*xy and cool, goofy and gangsta
nerdy and smooth, dapper and danger
mike evenn, guarantee he write another banger
the p*rn star, preacher and singer
i wanna be wealthy and humble, flashy and low key
so everybody know me, but don’t n0body know me
and feel that real love from my lady and my homies
then run full speed to get the trophies
i like being a alky, but when the summer come i want my fit back
i’m tryna drink a six pack, and still keep a six pack
i’m gotta get my weight up but i don’t wanna lift that
look i’m a drink tonight but in the morning i’m gon’ get back
i know you wanna lay but let me dip to where them chips at
cause you don’t want no n*gga spend the night if he don’t get that
she throwing back shots i’m gettin’ ready for the kick back
had me in the post that sh*t was looking like a mismatch
she want a nice guy but not too nice
she like them bad boys but not when n*ggas don’t right
and she don’t want no f*ck boy or thirsty ass n*gga in her life
but posting everything that f*ck boys and thirsty n*ggas like
got a couple chicks i wanna take out but i don’t message em
i’m tryna get next to them but i ain’t looking pressed for them
put some j cole on when i get in the bed wit’ them
they come wit’ good head and maybe leave out with a better one
i wanna be s*xy and cool, goofy and gangsta
nerdy and smooth, dapper and danger
mike evenn, guarantee he write another banger
the p*rn star, preacher and singer
i wanna be wealthy and humble, flashy and low key
so everybody know me, but don’t n0body know me
and feel that real love from my lady and my homies
then run full speed to get the trophies
i wanna be s*xy and cool, goofy and gangsta
nerdy and smooth, dapper and danger
mike evenn, guarantee he write another banger
the p*rn star, preacher and singer
i wanna be wealthy and humble, flashy and low key
so everybody know me, but don’t n0body know me
don’t n0body know me
i’m startin’ believe god is my grandmother, the lamb of my fam
from always holding me down but never holding my hand
you see love ain’t a hug it’s a bus pass where i come from
maybe opportunity if you want one, ain’t much to offer
our sons and daughters don’t go to harvard
the scholars was all the barbers that told us to play it smarter
our fathers was missing or in the system, overload
i listened to stories from uncle nas and cousin cole
when krit wuz here i*i’d play his tape and close my eyes till my vision cleared
they tried breaking my drive and i started shifting gears
envy in they eyes but i never mind when they hate me
cause the stares did was just elevate me
thankful for the motivation too i ain’t tell ’em lately
if i said that i’d be here last year they’d a said i’m crazy
my mouth closed, the f*ck would i be talking for
you never tell ya foes what you know that’s the art of war
v*g*n* i connoisseur, she holla’d i’m kinda sore then she rest
with my lips on her flesh like a carnivore, my heart is pure but
usually it’s s*x tips and netflix if we ever chill
the music tell you more than i ever will
isolate myself and then say that i’m fine wit’ it
can’t see the wall that i’m building up, i’m a mime wit it
my mind pivots like every 5 minutes, it’s racing
legs tryna keep up with all that my heart is chasing
my friends sell drugs but they not thugs, non violence
just good people with good clients, it’s funny
the irony in how they be criticizing the hustlers
the homie told me that the lawyers the best customers
and prosecute laws that they never follow
my creed was built like apollo
you see n*ggas fighting drago it ain’t a fair one
we ducking k!llers from every shade
it’s beyond say the way they turn lemons to lemonade
the sweet with that bitter taste, now all that i see is gray
and it’s harder to see the way and the elders say we should pray
and i feel that
keep saying ya prayers but i wouldn’t trust ’em to save you
just in case they give some vacation hours out to ya angels
i told my homegirl you should love the way that he made you
but it’s yo’ body so i ain’t gon’ sit here and debate you
said it like bobby did, girl it’s your prerogative
we do what feels right, no matter who feels the opposite
i’m torn with this life
ain’t nothing waiting on me but a casket and few b*st*rds that wanna hear some classic sh*t
made nothing from something i always loved magic tricks
hate to see you ballin’ when you talking like you kapernick
thoughts like a activist caught up in all this savage sh*t
how the h*ll do you balance it? you don’t know the half of it
confused like a montague that’s pursuing a capulet maybe i’m devils advocate
or maybe it’s a chance i’m just
s*xy and cool, goofy and gangsta
nerdy and smooth, dapper and danger
mike evenn guarantee he write another banger
the p*rn star, preacher and singer
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