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nicky d's - right now lyrics

[verse 1]

i know it all depends on me right now
i could never turn my back on the crowd
i hope from the sky that my grandmother’s proud
i’m not a drug dealer but this sh-t got me out here coppin these pounds (right now)
so i can pay my publicist
book a room at south by, run around and go do some other sh-t
with the homies
i see the way they look when i walk up
is this gonna end well? it’s a toss up
but they gon’ hop on my d-ck once i bar up (no no)
if you ain’t f-ck with me then don’t f-ck with me now
when i’m out in public i hide behind smiles
i know this world don’t accept me for the way that i am
but i don’t give in
i just give ’em h-ll and go play with these bands while i play with my band
put that cake in my hand
or we gon’ be on your melon
most of my bros is felons
when they get out sh-t it ain’t no tellin’ (right now)
all i got is myself and my instincts
f-ck whatever your b-tch think
i’ll f-ck her off shots and some mixed drinks (right now)

[hook]
this is somethin’ you should write down
i can’t give you my time right now
it’s too late to be pressing my line right now
i know you see me doing just fine right now
right now x7

[verse 2]
i’m a tell you like this…
don’t be on no fake sh-t when you come around
don’t even show up if you are not down
all of these b-tches they say they love ya
in front yo face they say it to ya
when yall through she befriend your enemies
they ask your secrets she gave it to em, like
this is where his house at
this is who he kicks it with, this is where his spouse at
he keep p’s of the loudpack
and for a little bit of cheese i’ll lead him to the mouse trap
the first step of royalty
is to have loyalty
everybody think that their sh-t don’t stink
but they ain’t even got no money to put up for the toiletries
beggars can’t be choosers, choosers can’t be lovers
and then the feeling ain’t the same so there can’t be rubbers
it’s only my squad so there can’t be others
i’m a keep putting on until the fuse blown
until the whip with the roof gone
and 240 on the dash and the paint job two tone
i love this sh-t but i hate this sh-t
if i wait on you you gon’ pay that tip
take that risk gon’ head and take that trip
show me love go ahead and pay my hits
you either gon’ be solid or you gon’ play my sh-t
like a lakers trade go ahead and take your pick
cuz we ain’t tripping

[hook]
this is somethin’ you should write down
i can’t give you my time right now
it’s too late to be pressing my line right now
i know you see me doing just fine right now
right now x7

- nicky ds lyrics

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