SIKE!
Fox!
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I wish people came with trailers
3 Stacks was my neighbor
Love wasn't so dangerous
Memories were data I could delete later
Colors, I could taste them
Haters had to make em
Back up off the vibe, way too close my guy
Like whenever mom using FaceTime right
Everyday, really bruh?
Same thing
Shit get rough
Who you mad at you or us?
Insecure like Issa huh?
Man in the mirror you don't know enough
No where to go to keep appearance up
But always seem to get the newest stuff
Anyways, I'm the oldest that I've ever been
Youngest that I'll ever be again
I know somebody if you need a friend
Hey hello hi I see you man
Fuck anybody that don't make you happy
They say they'll change
Given the face "mmmkay"
No Mr. Mackey
I knew this shit would be work,do it gladly
If it wasn't hard I don't think I'd be happy
Don't talk to me bout taking breaks can't relate
That's like telling your grandma "don't @ me"!
I be working hard, got the day and the night shift
I be up so much baby I'm a flight risk
Finna open doors oh they locked? Well ite then
Ima switch the codes like you chillin with your white friends
Flying through your top five faster than mach 6
Choppa Choppa - Waka Flaka playin in the cockpit
Lookin so good I could sell out on some pop shit
Only New York nigga not on drill but I got this
Better this way bar for bar I make your stock dip
Playin Ice spice but can't relate cause how her heart gets
Savage on her face but the makeup did not stick
I wake up
I bake up
And make up
Some hot shit
Turn a old beat to a rent check, locked in
Turn off my data and deal with my conscience
Show em this more than some drip drown your top ten
They under that DAMN like that nigga from Compton, stop it
You play too much
You play too much
You play too much
But I wouldn't play with us
But I wouldn't play with us
I go out my way for love
I go out my way for love
I go out my way for love
I go out my way for love
Go out my way for love
I go out my way
"Why y'all gas him? he's not even that good"
"I mean he's got a couple of bops"
"Ok, ok he's nice"
Huh yeah
I'm wack
You thought
Bitch stop it
She hear
My songs
Her head
Start boppin
I work
Too hard
To not
Be poppin
If it
Don't slap
It can't
Be Fox's
Baby chillin in the sun like telitubbies
Get the money, flip it for me, bring it back
(Put that thing down flip it and reverse it)
Like Missy coming
Word to pun and biggie, rep my city but
I don't wear timbs even when I'm chilly
You ain't getting in without the haze like a frat house
Shawty wanna kick it like she living like she on last down
Niggas be ass saying they don't write they raps down
Ain't nobody ask you
"wtf was that about?"