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Wacotron - Perfect Example Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, look here
I done told you, I don't play like that
Huh
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Let's take 'em back, I was never behaving
Whenever I got it, the West got to craving
I told 'em I been in that field like a Raven
Get me some money, that be on the daily
Lock up the corner, they thinking I'm Bailey
Had to get to it, they thought I was lazy
Got me a biscuit, but didn't get the gravy
Choppa equipped, got this shit from the Navy
Swap on the line, he gon' go for the bait
Follow that bitch to wherever he stay
Come through the door, put the stick in his face
Gripping his collar, take me to the safe
Quit tryna pray 'cause I couldn't the find words
Head in the clouds, but I couldn't find a bird
Stay out my lane, I been urging to swerve
You gotta excuse me, they just struck a nerve

[Chorus]
Swear I been there and I ain't going back
Can you give me two minutes? I gotta explain
My situation a perfect example
I slept on the floor, now I'm used to a plane
Racing the clock, but you can't fit the time
In the back of my mind I was already late
Sizzle keep sending these beats, I'll continue to eat
Every time he put that on a plate, say
[Verse 2]
I ain't come in here to mingle
We talking paper, then show me a Pringle
Money be calling, I turn to a cheetah
Finna crank up, go and check on the meter
Freezing at winter, we slept by a heater
Family depending on me, gotta feed 'em
My faith in the block, every day gotta bleed 'em
And I don't do no typing, I can't wait to meet 'em, ayy
Hold up, it's 'bout to get deeper
Trust in nobody 'cause it be your people
Try me, you dying, watch how it get evil
Too confidential, I talk to the reaper
Let me know if it's smoke, I'ma steamer
Drop the location, we slidin' in Regals
Kill for these stripes, had to murder a zebra
Bowing my head as I pray for an Eagle, that's real

[Chorus]
Swear I been there and I ain't going back
Can you give me two minutes? I gotta explain
My situation a perfect example
I slept on the floor, now I'm used to a plane
Racing the clock, but you can't fit the time
In the back of my mind I was already late
Sizzle keep sending these beats, I'll continue to eat
Every time he put that on a plate