LUCKI, Goodbye Tomorrow - Keep That lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI, Goodbye Tomorrow - Keep That lyrics]
All that waitin won't change time
Y'all only wastin mine with second guessin
If I barely get the chance to take a breath
How could I have time to answer questions?
I don't even comprehend suggestions if
They say I can't
That's like they was speakin foreign
Languages or I was deaf
Translatin all the shit that's on my chest
Down the block it's lil niggas throwin sets
My middle finger just means
Fuck you i'm upset
Guess how small the odds are of you
Stoppin my crew? We a threat
They got three different types of buddha
Rolled up just to zone me out my stress
To keep me calm and collected but don't
Think that makes the venom any less
Check me out, i got 2 fangs
Underneath my lip
I'm always talkin til a jury askin
Then i plead the fifth
Right now i feel like i need a
Fifth of henny in this bitch
Used to dream of bein rich
Outgrew all that foolish shit
Gold in my mind not around my wrist
Get it straight though, never been outta line
These adidas so fly they ask y 3 times
Bitches yellin mannie fresh when they
See me i'm big timin i'm big timin
Look at my eyes and u
See the shit's be vacant
That's cuz I see through all your
Lie I know you fakin
So keep that bullshit from round
Me lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation ay ay
Lets dead the situation ay keep that
Lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation ay ay ay ay
Niggas fakin ey niggas fakin
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ay ay ay ay
I don't fuck with niggas ay
Hit stick truckin nigga ay
On my mother nigga stash pot
In my mother's ceiling ay
Of course i'm slowed up nigga ay
These meds somethin nigga ay
Stumblin over cameras on me look
Like Cudi nigga ay
Say she don't fuck with swishers ay
I'm still not impressed ay
Hit or miss i'm striked already she
Not worth the stress ay
With her till the weekend re-up
Wait till the check ay
Swiss beatz i hope the shorty on
To the next ay ay ay
I put xanax in my breakfast
I put xanax in my breakfast ay
She keep callin me then
Textes bitch bitch bitch
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation
Ay ay lets dead the situation
Ay keep that keep that
Y'all only wastin mine with second guessin
If I barely get the chance to take a breath
How could I have time to answer questions?
I don't even comprehend suggestions if
They say I can't
That's like they was speakin foreign
Languages or I was deaf
Translatin all the shit that's on my chest
Down the block it's lil niggas throwin sets
My middle finger just means
Fuck you i'm upset
Guess how small the odds are of you
Stoppin my crew? We a threat
They got three different types of buddha
Rolled up just to zone me out my stress
To keep me calm and collected but don't
Think that makes the venom any less
Check me out, i got 2 fangs
Underneath my lip
I'm always talkin til a jury askin
Then i plead the fifth
Right now i feel like i need a
Fifth of henny in this bitch
Used to dream of bein rich
Outgrew all that foolish shit
Gold in my mind not around my wrist
Get it straight though, never been outta line
These adidas so fly they ask y 3 times
Bitches yellin mannie fresh when they
See me i'm big timin i'm big timin
Look at my eyes and u
See the shit's be vacant
That's cuz I see through all your
Lie I know you fakin
So keep that bullshit from round
Me lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation ay ay
Lets dead the situation ay keep that
Lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation ay ay ay ay
Niggas fakin ey niggas fakin
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ay ay ay ay
I don't fuck with niggas ay
Hit stick truckin nigga ay
On my mother nigga stash pot
In my mother's ceiling ay
Of course i'm slowed up nigga ay
These meds somethin nigga ay
Stumblin over cameras on me look
Like Cudi nigga ay
Say she don't fuck with swishers ay
I'm still not impressed ay
Hit or miss i'm striked already she
Not worth the stress ay
With her till the weekend re-up
Wait till the check ay
Swiss beatz i hope the shorty on
To the next ay ay ay
I put xanax in my breakfast
I put xanax in my breakfast ay
She keep callin me then
Textes bitch bitch bitch
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation
Keep that bullshit from round me
Lets dead the situation
Ay ay lets dead the situation
Ay keep that keep that