L.A.C. (Law Abiding Citizen) (feat. Shahiyd Daood)
Check
I say
Please don't call my phone just to chat
Ion like that
Constructive conversations bout progress
Where my minds at
Working on mind body and soul
Where they align at
I know that may go over some domes
Just go rewind that
I gotta be to work by ten
I might just call out
Trap phone popping
Plus I'm in the mood to ball out
That sick time be so clutch
I might make this a fun day
That check they give me every two weeks
I make in one day
I be at the job acting like
A law abiding citizen
Treat it like the trap
My metrics good I'm killing them
A lot of people counted me out
I ain't feeling them
But either way, hate me or love me
Cuz I'm still gone win
I might not be they favorite
But it's hard for them to hate me
Never been a game
So it's hard for them to play me
I don't talk much
So they don't know how to take me
He keep screaming how he real
We all know he Fugazi
I never been shady
I'm big on integrity
Tell ya man I said he a bitch
He won't step to me
You know I got it all from the mud
He can't F with me
If I need to go back to cooking
Still know the recipe
I be at the job acting like
A law abiding citizen
Treat it like the trap
My metrics good I'm killing them
A lot of people counted me out
I ain't feeling them
But either way, hate me or love me
Cuz I'm still gone win
I might not be they favorite
But it's hard for them to hate me
Never been a game
So it's hard for them to play me
I don't talk much
So they don't know how to take me
He keep screaming how he real
We all know he Fugazi
yea!
Fake as the Prada's I rocked on my junior prom pictures
Fake as the bitch that I fucked I used to call my sister
Like sis come here
Keep it in the low just look don't stare
Baby Just zip yo lips
Let me hit that shit
You ain't licked no dick all year
But I'm bout it tho
Dick her down then I'm routin tho
Ran threw a whole lot of hoes
Til I met my baby she a pot of gold
And she look so good that it's blinding tho
On the real couldn't had been better timing tho
And If the shit get real I know she riding tho
But do t play wit her cuz I'm violent tho
She sweet as pie betta hope she don't gotta get me Involved
I'm from down the way we done seen it all
I seen day 1s turn to fiends and all
Went broke got back on my feet and all
Seen niggaz get smoked over tweets and all
Seen niggaz bang out tryna flee the law
It's a need for me ant no need for yaw
I say
Please don't call my phone just to chat
Ion like that
Constructive conversations bout progress
Where my minds at
Working on mind body and soul
Where they align at
I know that may go over some domes
Just go rewind that
I gotta be to work by ten
I might just call out
Trap phone popping
Plus I'm in the mood to ball out
That sick time be so clutch
I might make this a fun day
That check they give me every two weeks
I make in one day
I be at the job acting like
A law abiding citizen
Treat it like the trap
My metrics good I'm killing them
A lot of people counted me out
I ain't feeling them
But either way, hate me or love me
Cuz I'm still gone win
I might not be they favorite
But it's hard for them to hate me
Never been a game
So it's hard for them to play me
I don't talk much
So they don't know how to take me
He keep screaming how he real
We all know he Fugazi
I never been shady
I'm big on integrity
Tell ya man I said he a bitch
He won't step to me
You know I got it all from the mud
He can't F with me
If I need to go back to cooking
Still know the recipe
I be at the job acting like
A law abiding citizen
Treat it like the trap
My metrics good I'm killing them
A lot of people counted me out
I ain't feeling them
But either way, hate me or love me
Cuz I'm still gone win
I might not be they favorite
But it's hard for them to hate me
Never been a game
So it's hard for them to play me
I don't talk much
So they don't know how to take me
He keep screaming how he real
We all know he Fugazi
yea!
Fake as the Prada's I rocked on my junior prom pictures
Fake as the bitch that I fucked I used to call my sister
Like sis come here
Keep it in the low just look don't stare
Baby Just zip yo lips
Let me hit that shit
You ain't licked no dick all year
But I'm bout it tho
Dick her down then I'm routin tho
Ran threw a whole lot of hoes
Til I met my baby she a pot of gold
And she look so good that it's blinding tho
On the real couldn't had been better timing tho
And If the shit get real I know she riding tho
But do t play wit her cuz I'm violent tho
She sweet as pie betta hope she don't gotta get me Involved
I'm from down the way we done seen it all
I seen day 1s turn to fiends and all
Went broke got back on my feet and all
Seen niggaz get smoked over tweets and all
Seen niggaz bang out tryna flee the law
It's a need for me ant no need for yaw
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Writer(s): Dīn Khary
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