Lyrics
Intro
what up terrace
(Verse 1)
Bonnet on
Wit My tank
Lemonade in my drank
I don’t follow no lanes
I don’t care what you think
hot flamas
Wit cheese
shades all in my Frame
I ain’t dropping no names
Swagg showing my rank
What you want
You what you need
What you know
Who the real
Who the fake
Who the hoe
Finding ruckus wherever
I go
Dodgeball outta shit
Life throw
Slapping hoes with left
Fighting for rights
With my right
Change game
Like dolemite
I den got numb
To all the hype
Come on
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(Chorus)
oh why can’t I just be
Just what I wanna be
and not break the rules
and why can’t I just tell em
How I really feel
And still keep my cool
breaking rules
of the cool
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Cool black
Move back
Looking like ace of spade
Wit bull hat
They was tryna count me out
But fuck that
Same ones asking where the plug at
use to care
Who was fake
And who was real
now I only care the cost
And what’s the deal
I ain’t got
Time to heal or time to feel
Only got time to kill
And time to meal
What’s a friend in the matrix
Bunch of small conversation
La traffic build patience
Followed all of them faces
Now yo mirror don’t say shit
Now erbody say
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(Chorus)
oh why can’t I just be
Just what I wanna be
and not break the rules
and why can’t I just tell em
How I really feel
And still keep my cool
breaking rules
of the cool
WRITERS
Richard Wilson, Terrace Martin
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., BMG Rights Management, Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)
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LyricIQ Analysis
Top Emotion
Anger
Sentiment
Theme
Sexual
