Lyrics RUE CLARK. - Wlfkt
Yo
you
know
my
son
WLFKT
in
the
building
My
son,
Yung
Heat
came
with
the
heater,
nah
mean?
Niggas
like
to
act
like
we
ain′t
hungry
like
the
wolf
And
we
ain't
coming
with
the
heat
Man,
we
ain′t
here
to
play
dawg
We
here
to
eat
your
fucking
food
Don't
fucking
play
dawg
I'm
out
here
all
day
Y′know,
me
and
my
sons,
its
the
family
We
just
tryna
get
better,
you
nigga
tryna
be
bitter
Nah
mean
We
out
here
and
we
hurting
yall
We
hurting
yall
son
Best
believe
it,
They
dont
call
me
pops
for
no
reason
Ya
nah
mean
I′m
out
here
poppin
niggas
Givin
bus
fare
and
wisdom
to
all
you
street
mufuckas
Fuck
with
me
dawg
We
just
one
in
the
same
Never
tamed
by
life
daydreaming
again
Lost
is
cold
nights
no
stranger
to
change
I
guess
these
Ot
babies
just
changing
the
game
Yeah
Shifting
up
locations
like
we
on
the
run
Now
we
gotta
plan
to
link
like
it's
vacation
sun
I′ve
been
skating
on
the
rink
of
health
and
hella
fun
Micro
dosing
magic
mush,
then
adjust
my
microphone
Damn
Ugh
What's
this
life
now?
I
went
from
2 girls
wid
my
cup
till
no
more
nights
out
I′ll
go
from
knocking
every
boot
to
knock
yo
lights
out
And
If
you
talking
on
the
wolf
then
what's
your
pack
bout?
Ugh
Mines
simple
and
clear
Everything
can
change
in
the
span
of
a
year
She
was
giving
good
top
now
top
of
her
peers
She
was
gonna
get
a
rock
but
I
needed
to
steer
Yeah
Ugh
Young
nigga
staying
focused
Had
to
tell
her
to
her
face
that
work
was
gettin
Joe
Rogan
She
was
perfect
for
the
kid
but
the
water
stay
flowin
So
if
the
paper
keeps
coming
then
I
gotta
get
going
This
is
what
its
like
when
the
clock
stop
ticking
You
was
on
my
mind
but
the
time
still
different
If
I
look
away
I
know
that
my
ambition
Will
start
to
fade
away
and
feel
the
tight
grip
slipping
I′m
trippin
Yeah
I'm
trippin
Yeah
I'm
trippin
I′m
trippin
I′m
trippin
I
gave
you
up
so
she'd
feel
good
and
then
I
got
a
key
Then
I
went
3 for
3 like
MJ
back
in
93
Lately
OT
cap
like
its
chance
3
I
guess
that′s
happen
when
the
acid
cleanse
your
memory
Yeah
Ahh
shit
they
want
more
but
the
air
still
dry
Cornelius
Fillmore
This
is
not
the
album
it's
the
fucking
grand
tour
But
I′m
still
on
track
but
the
track
still
far
How
much
time
is
this
man
spending
on
intro
Write
day
and
night
like
he
got
fucking
twin
tho
Lit
like
my
cig
better
open
up
the
window
Need
a
Lisa
Bonet
mixed
with
a
Jhene
Aiko
If
this
is
what
I
want,
I
never
say
no
On
rue
Clark
boucin
round
a
potato
Tabaco
in
my
lungs,
got
these
bottles
on
a
pay
roll
It's
okay
though
when
I
saw
your
face
I
knew
I
had
to
stay
low
And
I
don′t
want
that
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