T.Woogie - Lo Mein Lyrics

Never know what I might need
Now I'm moving at light speed
Can't see me cause I'm too fast
Rushing with 13 sacks still gotta sing like Mike Reid, I smoke weed
Gotta love how my mind be when I'm tryna hit that 'high' key
Now I gotta go find me
Writing this thing righty with my left hand you might see
I affect the game like Spike Lee
Court side I might be
Make a song that's nightly
Hold your girl so tightly
When you leave now she invite me
I gotta go stay on the low still need fame
You gotta know my lines cold got no flame
She gotta glow and loves the dough with no shame
I'm cooking up so I gotta throw in lo mein
Blowing up like propane
All gas got no name, still work hard to get through pain
I don't rap just to get a chain, I love the game
Batman with no Bane got no rival
Only person I see is me, I still wanna get more titles
Poor idols
Love and hate they go through cycles
Shoot my shot with a few rifles
Picking up in like two dials
Facetime with that cute smile
Gotta get you that new style
Only going a few miles
Cause she showing me true guile
I gotta go stay on the low still need fame
You gotta know my lines cold got no flame
She gotta glow and loves the dough with no shame
I'm cooking up so I gotta throw in lo mein
Blowing up like propane
All gas got no name, still work hard to get through pain
I don't rap just to get a chain, I love the game
Batman with no Bane got no rival
Only person I see is me, I still wanna get more titles
Poor idols
Writing this thing righty with my left hand you might see
I affect the game like Spike Lee
Court side I might be
Make a song that's nightly
Hold your girl so tightly
When you leave now she invite me

Never know what I might need
Now I'm moving at light speed
Can't see me cause I'm too fast
Rushing with 13 sacks still gotta sing like Mike Reid, I smoke weed
Gotta love how my mind be when I'm tryna hit that 'high' key
Now I gotta go find me
Writing this thing righty with my left hand you might see
I affect the game like Spike Lee
Court side I might be
Make a song that's nightly
Hold your girl so tightly
When you leave now she invite me
I gotta go stay on the low still need fame
You gotta know my lines cold got no flame
She gotta glow and loves the dough with no shame
I'm cooking up so I gotta throw in lo mein
Blowing up like propane
All gas got no name, still work hard to get through pain
I don't rap just to get a chain, I love the game
Batman with no Bane got no rival
Only person I see is me, I still wanna get more titles
Poor idols
Love and hate they go through cycles
Shoot my shot with a few rifles
Picking up in like two dials
Facetime with that cute smile
Gotta get you that new style
Only going a few miles
Cause she showing me true guile
I gotta go stay on the low still need fame
You gotta know my lines cold got no flame
She gotta glow and loves the dough with no shame
I'm cooking up so I gotta throw in lo mein
Blowing up like propane
All gas got no name, still work hard to get through pain
I don't rap just to get a chain, I love the game
Batman with no Bane got no rival
Only person I see is me, I still wanna get more titles
Poor idols
Writing this thing righty with my left hand you might see
I affect the game like Spike Lee
Court side I might be
Make a song that's nightly
Hold your girl so tightly
When you leave now she invite me