Sporting Life - Lil Me lyrics

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Sporting Life - Lil Me lyrics

[Produced by Sporting Life] [Verse 1] My wife tell me got a paper for my flight Do it for a second for a sight Do it just to make it through the night I ma**age, menage Hit it while my fingers in it out of sight Thinkin that I'm little at this height I'm bigger cause I'm bright Words speak volumes I'm riddling it right Y'all can't even fiddle with the mic Half the kids today's out need Ritalin to write Are you kiddin? I'ma get 'em when it's right Gotta wait for the right time I got more sh** to do with my lifetime I got more sh** to do, I got more sh** to do If it ain't y'all then the city know me In the train, in the park, on the ave, in the street But tell me though what does that mean? It's a great wide world, it's just little old me It's just little old me baby [Hook] It's just little old me, baby It's just little old me If it ain't y'all then the city know me In the train, in the park, on the ave, in the street [Verse 2] We the mutts that just sit and smoke blunts Sittin' on top the stoop thinkin' who really run the city, that's me Still getting with [?] doin the sh** that we need I don't get it man Tryin do me til I'm deaded man Always was a little kid and I will literally Do anything [?] to get a hit of that weed [?] let the liquor pour, [?] Sip while liver yellin' "What, you tryna k** me?" Well I'm tryna k** y'all Liver tryna take me down with it Gettin used to the thought When I'm feelin sh**ty tryna get juiced [?] Gotta value my life Gotta wife down home so I gotta be a God Gotta be a grown a** man with a job [Hook] [Verse 3] Every single day I bust off Spit the type of sh** on a ship make a cat get chucked off Every day get s**ed off Even when my luck's off Even when I'm stuck soft How I'm supposed to trust y'all When you choose a couple lines of meanin up out my rhymes man must y'all Just take it by how you feel it and how you see it right now Thus far I ain't never thought sub-par Nah I never think that thought Gotta blink at thots Tryna train with my girl, tryna peep But I can't get caught Take that chance, have a set Gotta break that glance or I'm caught My wifey ain't a thot, she my one, she my rock Tryna put a ring on her, get married in the park for a start They ain't wan' see Tryna put a baby in her, make another lil old me

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