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FA Lyrics - Artist : Stalley
Mixed the fucking awesome with the hockey
Still get brown rice, chicken, and broccoli From [?] got dumb style, niggas cop me What a privilege, I let you niggas watch me It's ten to four I'm still on roll nigga, copy Black fist risen, still fuck a Nazi (fuck 'em all) My jewels shine like a prism, blind paparazzi (bling) The holy word in the flesh Work hard 'cause I deserve only the best Stay fresh like springwater in the cave Stack my little ends and spend hardly what I make I listened to you momma, stared acting out my age But still I floss, fuck what they though Every year new model Every car is push to start Drop top, see the stars, yeah nigga we beat the odds Whatchu thought we reaching for Early mornings up all night hardly getting sleep at all I ain't got no cushions so homie who they sleeping on This shit bang speaker blown Usually quiet to myself but also get my speaking on This my Ted Talk, for the introverted stay at home Most these rappers widows and I ain't 'bout to play along Stay strong amongst the weak minded and keep money flowing Regular shit, kick my feet up, hit the bong And watch Monte Carlo run wild through the lawn I mix the Louie Vuitton with the Off White And get turkey bacon with my egg whites At Clinton Street Bakery chain shining bright What a privilege I let you niggas in my sight It's nine to five I'm on my grind 'til my bread right Middle fingers in the air, fuck a lame's life Big wheels on the Lam truck flying by So high that I could kiss the sky Mixed the fucking awesome with the hockey Still get brown rice, chicken, and broccoli From [?] got dumb style, niggas cop me What a privilege, I let you niggas watch me It's ten to four I'm still on roll nigga, copy Black fist risen, still fuck a Nazi (fuck 'em all) My jewels shine like a prism, blind paparazzi (bling) And they're still searching Searching, searching, searching Searching, searching, searching Searching, searching, searching |
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