Not a Clyde - Anilyst

Lifted higher than you

People admire the shit that I do

Cause I inspire my listeners too

Stick to they grind, get what they choose

It’s all in your mind, don’t give up or lose

The hardest of times will give you the proof

That you could survive through miserable moods

I’m telling all guys and women to prove

That no one alive can fill in their shoes

As long as you try you’ll get what you choose

Know your damn worth

Yes you gotta put a plan first

Only God has all the answers

To the top we don’t ever go backwards

Take a look in my eyes

You can see pain mixed up with pride

But I keep a gang of faith by my side

Main chick wanna ride

She be like A' make up your mind

Waiting on the day to make you be mine

But, but I’m a player baby not a clyde

Maybe one day with time

If I leave the game then change up my mind

Which really ain’t likely

I admit I’m liking you slightly

I been thinking bout her nightly

Damn

Ain’t your ride or die

I’m a player not a clyde

I’m a player not a clyde

I’m a player not a clyde

Player not a clyde

Player not a clyde

(Swing my way, swing my way)

(Come and swing, come and swing)

(Swing my way, swing my way)

(Swing my way, swing my way)

I’m not typical, I’m a leader

She’s a simple girl not a diva

Feeling invisible but I see her

Listening to Mystikal from her speakers

Girl I got a crib full of sativa

The kid’s an overachiever

Liquor bottles in liters

Gotta live large ma to feel freedom

And I do as I please

Got a stack or two in my jeans

Mad at dude cause I seem

To have an attitude that’s obscene

Damn boo have you seen

Your ass move on the screen?

Out of every single bad bitch

It’s a fact that you is the queen

Mobbin' ma not a mobster

We ridin' off to my casa

Tell me if you get hungry

We could do it proper pasta and lobster

Never stop to talk to impostors

Got a flock chopped like I’m waka

She’s a pop lock and dropper

Got’s the spot top in my roster

Which one of these cats can last

With a bitch that’s as bad as that

Got’s all bags in matching black

Fashion mixed with flashy tats

Damn, she’s action packed

Likes getting bad in back of the Lac'

Man that ass got fat pretty fast

Both hands smacking it back to back

Damn

Ain’t your ride or die

I’m a player not a clyde

I’m a player not a clyde

I’m a player not a clyde

Player not a clyde

Player not a clyde

(Swing my way, swing my way)

(Come and swing, come and swing)

(Swing my way, swing my way)

(Swing my way, swing my way)