Sugar Cane - CLINT Lyrics

My patience is waning, my bills need paying
My brain is faded, all day was banging
Don't ask me about nothing, my answers stay changing the subject
So I'm aggressively thugging, when wind whips up in my duster

A cowboy six shooter bustin'
Clint with the duck roll over buckets
Roll down the roofside tumbling
Tumbling, reload my gun and go again

Tumbling, reload my gun and go again
Tumbling, reload my gun, Dayton lifestyle
Yeah, you might not make it, unless you was born cursed
Or straight up just chasing, and I was born to take it

That's why my mom named me Jacob
Eatin out raw potatos
You acted like I didn't have it, just cause I'm famous
And I told him I'd be on by now, but boy where does the time went

You ever done acid and looked at the sky lit
And asked yourself if you could be the world's pilot
Style bender with style bending
Till he got bended

And I couldn't start rapping until I got rear-ended in that wreck
Ain't it funny how I had to leave work to make a check
And all these little rappers talking, they need to be put in check
I could put all of them in check

If you put me on, I'ma guarantee a check
And all I gotta do is do my thing and wreck
And all I gotta do is do my thing and wreck
Oh yeah, the neighborhood's fine, just be out by nine

That's when they start unloadin semi-auto-matis
You don't feel like it, but you gon' be treated like a bad guy
And if they see you in the front of them, you the opps in they eyes
You know how many friends that I know thatve died

Just because they came over the wrong side
Trying to buy a bean or a pill getting robbed for 45
And getting their throat cut with a knife
Every day someone's getting robbed

Going to the pawn shop like, is this fake ice? Yes
I knew Slimes before Slatts
And you gotta carry a ball if you gonna have a bat
So now you playing sports in the feds, can't hold that

For your dumb ass, that's self-defense
Cause you can't fight back
These days whenever I'm in the kitchen
I'm probably cooking up chicken

Or turkey or something else thats delicious
I've been getting shit together
But now I'm falling into old renditions
And type of stereotypical auditions

Cause I'm a famous rapper, famous trapper