Left Brain - Decoy lyrics

Clap x3 Yeah Clap Yeah Da Da Da Dom Dom Dom [Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] I'm never fool for fools gold Most of these n***as tools, I use hoes Back and forth, I'm an active force If I was a color I would be blue balls Full of new goal, more than one It's OF b**h there's more to come Coming from a layup, the poor is slums A n***a in a house got the poorest gums I'm still forgotten to be mentioned, but ain't no point of a trio Cause' the n***a who take the first step slips, I be second I trip out listening to brand new records, n***a and I'm wreaking Motha'f**as' dont want a piece of me, I'm tekkin' Betta' get the steppin' or I'll hit you with weapon The weapon will get you steppin' like an anti-depressant, end it all What it all is a blessing it is, to live a life like mine I look at my reflection and I see my shine In my stainless steel protection (Uh huh) (tection') I k** them all with music, bought this f**in' Smith and Wesson (Brrrrrooop) [Hook x2] Dreams don't go away Dreams are turned into a nightmare You gotta' watch yourself Go and get some eye care Cause' what do a n***a like I care? Suggestion ain't sh** but an idea And it's quite clear, that brightened air We the fruit of flies, it's so ripe a year [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats] I just turned 21, cabernet gla** I'm a wine-o Cool cat with like 9 souls, like origami tie folds Don't call the hommage, its a live show I'm a fresh a n***a, ain't jive though Don't play me for my do-re-mi, or I will go crazy Insane as my mother when she laid me, 24 with a baby Single, broke and a lady, till this day that sh** still phase me Cause until' she's in that Mercedes and that house in Venezueles' I ain't gon' stop "f** you pay me" or you gon' see the today me I got so many b**hes on my dick right now Left Brain finna' go and cop a whip right now Here we young and gettin' it in where we fit right now Playas' be in the game, not on the bench right now Shoot for the sky like a pop up, through your city we pop up Open shop up, guap up, and sell out, a lot of stuff, (b**h!) And it ain't about money, n***as got responsibilities Use your gadget utilities, to fulfill the need, feeling me? [Hook x2] Dreams don't go away Dreams are turned into a nightmare You gotta' watch yourself Go and get some eye care Cause' what do a n***a like I care? Suggestion ain't sh** but an idea And it's quite clear, that brightened air We the fruit of flies, it's so ripe a year (Ughh)