Текст песни PAN-K-KEY - Tonikaku Jay

I done wanted his, wanted hers, now I'm on my own tip
Wanted friends, wanted furs, now I got my own drip
When it rain, when it shine, either way I don't slip
Wit my dame, at tha shrine, finna hitta road trip
Fintah trip, out tha house, quiet as a mouse
Call ah kunoichi caught ha slippin outtah blouse
Whippin' in tha kitchen, What you finna make me
Sippin' spillin' syrup, stackin' pan-k-key

Mixin' in tha wock. flocka like a muffucka
Baby not my son, catch me flexin' like a muffucka
Look what I become, I been hustlin' like a muffucka
Juss tah do what ya ain't, done, what a muffucka
Luck would have it
I been stranded been brandished an outcast who can't stand him
The way he been bringin' damage
All I focused on was gettin' cabbage till I no longer had it, it's savage

Live a life above tha average if ya would've asked me
Would I give it up or pay tha fee?
Know tha difference between you and I, ninjas ain't no samurai
Don't know who told you that lie, I been coming by surprise
Like ya first and second eye, on my third, what ya heard?

I done wanted his, wanted hers, now I'm on my own tip
Wanted friends, wanted furs, now I got my own drip
When it rain, when it shine, either way I don't slip
Wit my dame, at tha shrine, finna hitta road trip
Fintah trip, out tha house, quiet as a mouse
Call ah kunoichi caught ha slippin outtah blouse
Whippin' in tha kitchen, What you finna make me
Sippin' spillin' syrup, stackin' pan-k-key

Took a lil trip, took a lil vacay
Fuckehd myself up, turned a weekend to ah stay-cay
Puttin up tha rent had me bent, like a melee
No matter where I went, ain't no script, on this livin' life shit
Ain't no manual or Hannibul buress
A cannibal duressin' testin' my pimpin' through stressin'
Tha lesson I gotta get it on my own
Ain't no pickin' up tha phone
In my zone, shadow clone don' leave me lone
For my sins daily atone
Drop tha pin on what I was
Shoot my shot no Elmer Fudd
In tha mirror, "What up Doc?"
Fuhk ya thought
If ya did it once, do it alot
Ain't no crutches hold my spot
From tha jungle part tha plot
Gimme what ya got

I done wanted his, wanted hers, now I'm on my own tip
Wanted friends, wanted furs, now I got my own drip
When it rain, when it shine, either way I don't slip
Wit my dame, at tha shrine, finna hitta road trip
Fintah trip, out tha house, quiet as a mouse
Call ah kunoichi caught ha slippin outtah blouse
Whippin' in tha kitchen, What you finna make me
Sippin' spillin' syrup, stackin' pan-k-key