Evidence Lyrics - Lucky Boys Confusion

I saw some kid that knew when to say fuck it 

Someone always caught the middle of a ruckus 

Move over move over Mr. Johnny cool money 

Don't you be acting tough in front of Gold diggers love 

I never got caught with the apple in my pocket, 

If I'm gonna sport a hat, you know I'm gonna cock it. 

All out of 40s, not even 32s. 

The old man's after you. 

CHORUS 

Hey, you got the evidence, 

So it's irrelevant 

It's not the truth, it's black and white. 

Hey you got the evidence, 

So leave your bloodhounds at the door. 

I'm not the type of kid that you bring home to daddy, 

Five pimps rolling up, bumpin' in cockboy's caddy. 

Windows rolled down, smoke pouring out, 

Water cooler conversations what we're all about. 

I'm 145 but my fists move quickly, 

If I don't kick your ass, we got chilly willy. 

All out of 40s, not even 32s. 

The old man's after you. 

CHORUS 

Always thought this last forever, 

You're never satisfied, 

You're afraid of what you're after, 

Maybe you just can't decide. 

You're accusing me of changing, 

Maybe I'm changing too. 

I just cannot bear to lose 

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