TEAM (DRAFT)

I'm not a hypocrite, I'm human

I make mistakes to make sure I never repeat 'em

And hey, that helped me breathe in South Central High

Smoke like a chimney, I hope I don't get got

And I ain't had no pussy in two months

I been busy man, I been working man

And I ain't called my mom in three days

I hope she miss me, man

I know she love me, man

All these feelings bottled up about to set me off

And most is extra meat that lingering get cut off

Yeah we've been making money, yeah we've been making guap

While you've been walking in the meeting's bout to suck some

Diiick

I left my bitch in Malibu

I left my smokes up on the roof

So don't forget who you're talking to

If I bring it in existence it gon' come true

The night is over-complicated, oh

But I'm never overcompensating, ooh

[?] to pave my way

Resting my prize [?] either way

I know I make mistakes, I try to not repeat 'em

But I'm still working on it, negotiate with demons

I stop fucking girls the first time I meet 'em

And I don't talk to strangers about my new arrangements

I got big dreams of selling out arenas

And they comin' out to see me, white folks in the meetings

And they smiling at me, but I'm the same nigga

Pointing hoses at me, sending dogs for me

The night is over-complicated, oh

But I'm never overcompensating, ooh

[?] to pave my way

Resting my prize [?] either way

I don't want much money

But I'll be alright

Yeah we'll be alright

Yeah we'll be alright

I don't want much money

But I'll be alright

Yeah we'll be alright

Yeah we'll be alright