Sweet T - Boys will be Boys lyrics

[Verse 1: A$AP Kaz] Not enough fame, not enough charm This song digs deep, don't get offended by a pause Smoke the cigar, eat the caviar The fact I'm not a billionaire is nothing but bizarre Some call me a king, some call me a God Some make me wonder, why don't you all applaud Haters tell me I'll never be recognized What's the point of a game without a prize Ice-T calls, he wants to go out and play Can't hang out tomorrow, it's the Lord's Day My lyrics to this song ain't connected in any way I miss the days when rap wasn't a cliche A man with a message comes knocking on the door Your contract's 3 million, I said I ain't that poor Playing out in the yard at the tender age of 4 A boy with no worries I always kept my score I know I haven't been honest, it'll prevent me from that win But right now I've been the best I've ever been Whatever you are, be a good one, Honest Abe People these days don't know how easy it is to escape Watching the big game, he drops 25 in a quarter King of the Hill, no mental disorders The world is a sh** hole, can we do anything to help President Trump, be our Roosevelt I don't know what to do, should I stay or leave How can I abandon my friends on this Doomsday Eve Can't fail at something that can always be achieved Boys will be boys, it's something I'll always believe [Chorus: Easy-E] x2 Boys will be boys, that's just how it will be Boys will be boys, making history Boys will be boys, always chasing the money Boys will be boys, our lives are kinda funny [Verse 2: Sweet-T] Ice-T, this is straight money I do what I can, I don't make people wait If you find something wrong with me, please elaborate Just a kid without a dream, not trying to depress Don't like the questions, but in love with the test I see myself in the picture of all the greats But I know comprehension ain't one of my traits I destroy competition and I collect the money I protect them winnings, that's right honey If this rap was a painting, my mind would be the brush My voice would be the message and my life would be the touch I wake up in the morning and get up out of bed I contemplate my life and wonder till the end How can a boy be in love with the prize If he ain't got what it takes to withstand all the lies Sitting on the chair, looking at the fire Snitches get stitches and b**hes get disses Playing with Trump on his course made of gold Please God, gimme just a little bit more People hide themselves, don't try to be a decoy The world will never change and boys will be boys I'm out