Spike Lee

Yeah
Loud-
Nation
Hmm

I be feelin' like I'm Spike Lee
'Cause my life's a movie based on how they watch me
Leather jacket, Steve Maddens-
No one's like me
All this jewelry make bitches: "Oh-my-gosh" me
Icy

I'ma do what I want to
'Cause a nigga runnin' up on me, he won't do
I got bands inside my pocket, I'ma flaunt too
We got knuckle brasses, pocket-knives, & guns too
Fuck you

I be feelin' like I'm Spike Lee
'Cause my life's a movie based on how they watch me
Leather jacket, Steve Maddens-
No one's like me
All this jewelry make bitches: "Oh-my-gosh" me
Icy

I'ma do what I want to
'Cause a nigga runnin' up on me, he won't do
I got bands inside my pocket, I'ma flaunt too
We got knuckle brasses, pocket-knives, & guns too
Fuck you

I be wildin'-
Throw my dollars up
Dog a bitch out, whip my dick out-
Tell her: "Swallow up"
All you boys be busy, tryna build your follows up
We live by two different codes
Man, I'm a GWALA thug

Options of-
Different bitches and a lot of drugs
I be sippin' Cassamigos, while Dez roll and tuck
LOUDNATION, the M.O.B, I gotta show 'em love
When you hear that- (LOUDNATION!)
We gon' catch a dub
Shoulder shrug

We gon' pull up in that Lambo truck & switch up to the Bentley
Two big bands of 10's, 20's, and 50's
Sip fine wine and count through that shit, gently
All that bullshit could miss me

I'm too busy for your phone call
Fuck your friendship, I'm a lone-shark
Got pictures of me on my home wall
And they're all painted, look like Mozart

I be feelin' like I'm Spike Lee
'Cause my life's a movie based on how they watch me
Leather jacket, Steve Maddens-
No one's like me
All this jewelry make bitches: "Oh-my-gosh" me
Icy

I'ma do what I want to
'Cause a nigga runnin' up on me, he won't do
I got bands inside my pocket, I'ma flaunt too
We got knuckle brasses, pocket-knives, & guns too
Fuck you

Is it you or me? (Woah!)
Got my bitches shinnin' like some jewelry (Damn!)
Got my niggas 'round me like security (Hold up!)
Pop quiz, they don't wanna test me

Aye (Woo)

I'ma have to shut this shit down
If a nigga got a problem, I'ma shut it down (Shut it down)
Took your girl from New York, all the way to A-Town (A-Town)
I'ma show 'em niggas how I really get down (Woo!)

And I be like-
Oh-oh-oh!

Tell the DJ: "Play this shit again!" (Damn!)
Every time we in the club, they gon' hear it again (Facts!)
All I do is win, I could never really lose
Don't ever get it confused (Woo!)

'Cause I got your bitch goin' pyscho (Damn!)
Got that bitch movin' backwards like her name is Michael
Anywhere I go-
Man, I got the title
Man, I'm always winnin' and my hand is on the Bible
Oh-oh-whoa

I be feelin' like I'm Spike Lee
'Cause my life's a movie based on how they watch me
Leather jacket, Steve Maddens-
No one's like me
All this jewelry make bitches: "Oh-my-gosh" me
Icy

I'ma do what I want to
'Cause a nigga runnin' up on me, he won't do
I got bands inside my pocket, I'ma flaunt too
We got knuckle brasses, pocket-knives, and guns too
Fuck you

I be feelin' like I'm Spike Lee