Tom Coyne - I Got a Right Ta lyrics

[Common] Y'all cats know the abstract n***a with a attitude Pa** the booze and let's build on it I'm rolling in a Cadillac with the grill fronted I ain't even smoke no bo but I feel blunted Yo I'm toking on the freedom, stepping to the A.M Cats is toting in the BM, tell them players I'm the G.M Told my team let me get my plays straight and I'mma feed them They need me like I need them, see the streets is bleeding Had a meeting with my mind on how I can be divine and Stay on my grind, I'm grinding until I get blue balls Every day same sh** new stall Don't make me act like where I come from cause it's brutal It's a place that you run from if you neutral Hustlers in Volks, customers and smoke I kiss the sky feeling high off the stuff that I wrote [Hook] I want to ride in my car, smoke my sh** Keep my head high, let the chrome spin (I got the right to feel high) I got the right to feel high (I got the right to feel high) I got the right to feel high (Repeat x2) [Common] I'm the only cat in hip hop that can go to a thrift shop Bring that get up to the ghetto and get props If you gon' get that kick-a-box make sure that b**h knock If you gon' get that Glock don't be scared to lick shot Hip Hop is changing, y'all want me to stay the same? Sort of like Barkley on how I see the game I recognize game like a scout Ayo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I turn your lady out I ain't about that, messing with no other man's woman Because of jealousy then a man go under Understand a man and his mental Listening to Joan Mitchell with the fan in the window Can it be so simple then? I rock Rockports, you rock Timberlands I want a Rover but I'm thinking long range I ain't switch over I just made my own lane [Hook] [Common] Like a pimp to a ho I connect to the track I feel it in my neck and my back A thug came to me, said it changed his life Said the love of his life, he used to bang to The Light I'm trying to do better, I ain't claiming Mister Right I'm a grown man, too old to fist-fight Stay on point like trick dice You tweaking like a sound man you need to switch mics Sounding b**h like I know the block is hot but we just can't get ice Want our children's children to sit nice I sing the song to make the fiend's strong King Kong ain't got sh** on me I train days to rip emcees I'm vegan but I still gotta get that cheese You on some monkey bar damn chimpanzees Mobbing through Chi-Town so feel the breeze yo [Hook]