Earlly Mac - # LikePac lyrics

rate me

Forgive me for my sins

Never off with the losses

Will be talkin’ out the wind

89 , 90 ,

In Detroit is where you find me

In the boat past the island

And I can see the sun smiling

I block the radio for the sunny day

While you smokin’ Lucy’s

Doin’ work and mommy stays

Coffee, let it sink

When there’s a will ,there’s a way

All eyes on me now

I'm doing forty on the Lodge

Drop the top and praising God

If he made me in his image

Then he did an amazing job

My style is like wildlife

I’m shitting on the sight

Me and my niggaz goin’ back

Like Labron line tonight

Safe in a cold blowing funky

Got a record deal

But I’m still servin’ junkie

Got got a record deal

But I’m still

But I’m still

Playing me on some teens

Getting blue like a trumpet

I don’t fuck with nobody

I ain’ t got no homies

So if you see them with me

They’re be fam

Don’t fuck them

And you never see me talkin’

Nigga tryin’ to smash these

Man I swear I’m trying to get oof all these streets shit

My niggaz playin’ tough

And I’m the one with the beef with

I got you in that little hoe

Smack you right there

In your motherfucking lips

Bitch I’m the chief

You’re a motherfucking Indian

The hoe nigga better be lucky

I’m a Christian

Cause a couple of years ago

I would ditch you in

I be getting money

And I be the plug

I got a dope house

I don’t think I sold the drugs

I got a couple of shooters

And they’re shooting down the love

When I saw my first bootie

That day I fell in love

But today I bounce back

I am the shit

And the whole team ballin’

Cause they know that I rap

Yup

Moving like a star

Nigga I be living long

She’s lookin’ like her name is Marge

Yeah you’re a Simpson

And that ain’t in my plans

But then I caught some niggaz off

Cause I ain’t got no time for niggaz

Sippin’ early with a nigga early met

I fuck this bitch quick

So she can hurry back

When you’re iced up

You won’t believe how girlies act

I be stuntin’

I got diamonds flooded in my car

If I see a hater

When I walk inside a party

I throw some money at his ass

And don’t feel sorry

I feel like I’m in a safari when I wear my fur

Don’t know nobody talk more shit than me

On this Earth

My bitch’s purse cost me 2200

She caught me cheating

So I had to buy her something

I had this hoes bustin’

Every time they hear me rap

I put the hood on the map

And they love me for it

Just when I’m driving in

You cannot afford it

20 000 in my pocket

Ain’t no paper shortage

I’m not the poor

I’m the richest

But I’m getting paid

All these ice I’m wearing

Niggaz better hate