Dee$y - 45 (prod. lucent) lyrics

Get stuck with a jack knife, middle finger gang sign Jumped from the backside, my n***a that's life Black hoodie, pants sags, to his a** wipe Pocket full of lint cause your homie hit you back like I'll get that 5 dolla soon, don't worry I'm cool Got burner on the stove, f** school Got sweaty palms from the b**h throw shade 45 at the table, put a fork in your plate Facial changed but these days are the same Skippin' church for the week, still we pray for the fame Cause the piggie runnin' low, mama business got closed Got them pills on her dresser, an eviction to the door And I hate, sunlight, man I haven't been to church in awhile Got a nose full a profit, and I'm runnin' outta style Got ho for the day, and the p**y fertile And I hate sunlight, man I haven't been to church in awhile Pack a fist to the face, you can f**in' ask Guile I could bask in the glory but.. I'm stressed And I'm runnin' outta options I'm ridiculed and compressed in a moshpit And I f**in' feel depressed but I'm not sh** Hit a bu*ton, you accept, f** a doctrine (What you know about school?) Not sh**, pay attention in the service like my pops did Ninth grade didn't finish, like a b**h 5 minutes I'm just tryna get a nut, we was caught in detention I'm a mugshot type of n***a And she horny as a motherf**in' vikin' n***a She gon' loosy with her legs wide open In the backs I smokin', and I love her but my life has been a landslide ocean And, b**h, jump the grill you was roastin' in Dinner cage full of ribs I've been focusin' You can't tell me no sh**, I'm a folk of sin I might slap a b**h, I'm not emotionless But I hate, sunlight, man I haven't been to church in awhile Got a nose full a profit, and I'm runnin' outta style Got ho for the day, and the p**y fertile And I hate sunlight, man I haven't been to church in awhile Pack a fist to the face, you can f**in' ask Guile I could bask in the glory but.. I'm stressed