Modes About Me and Temp Friend Agency - Tough Guy

Song 6

Tough Guy

123BPM

D♭MAJOR

Lyrics

Stamp that car with an “L” baby
Drive that RCF like a POS
Still not quite a Lamborghini
We gotta tough guy
Mister tough guy
What a tough guy
I don’t blame you it’s compensation
You can’t tell reality from imagination
You tell a little truth and a big white lie
We gotta tough guy
Mister tough guy
What a tough guy

I don't know shit about a car man
I just really needa get far man
Lost in a foreign land
Get up, get up
It's your last chance
One step short of my last dance
I've been sittin round with my dick in my hand
I'm not really playing anymore
Anymore
But now I'm feeling stronger than before
Than before
Bitch I got the power of the force
Will you adore me
We are living in a world
Where you must forage for a story
And I'm not really playing anymore

Stamp that car with an “L” baby
Drive that RCF like a POS
Still not quite a Lamborghini
We gotta tough guy
Mister tough guy
What a tough guy
I don’t blame you it’s compensation
You can’t tell reality from imagination
You tell a little truth and a big white lie
We gotta tough guy
Mister tough guy
What a tough guy

And I don't need the devil
He needs me
I don't fuck around man
I plant seeds
Bitch, I am, niche
Everything I need isn't just handed to me
I'll be leaving in the AM air b and b
They don't wanna listen gotta grease m with speech
N everything ya heard never came out of my beak
N anything you say will never matter to me

It must be nice
Having everything handed to you
Come on I know it’s nice
Having everything handed to you
You’ll never work a day in your life

Stamp that car with an “L” baby
Drive that RCF like a POS
Still not quite a Lamborghini
We gotta tough guy
Mister tough guy
What a tough guy
I don’t blame you it’s compensation
You can’t tell reality from imagination
You tell a little truth and a big white lie
We gotta tough guy
Mister tough guy
What a tough guy