Fuckr

To all my friends
Currently hatin'

Sorry
That lately I've been shady
I'm feelin' the room
Is gettin' to hazy

The room is the life
I live on the daily
Been stressin' on life
Awaitin' this baby
It's time to grow up
Stop bein' so lazy
Blazin' the daily
Forgettin' your name
What's relations to me, can you help me succeed?

Fortino be smokin' the purple
Passin' Erckle so tight in my circle
Reeking of herbal
My verbal
Commercial king
On the field
Like a white Hershey, Herschel
No need to concern you
I play with a-a virtue
Promise your daughter
Is home by The Curfew

Fragrance made to curse you

That kush flavored perfume

Droppin' bills in the cabaret
Like a slave
To the way them asses shake

Been outta cash
Can't overstay
In disarray
They say-

Them hoes
Got AIDS

Ok, better get
Checked out, today

And I know
A bunch of ladies that're offerin'

Foreplay amongst
Other things
Something about
Fuckin' insane
And bustin' a nut
All over her face

Out here we hustlin'
Doin' our thing
Weed have me stutterin'
Bobby Bouche
On a plane
To claim my fame
Attain the chance
To be great
Simple as signin' your silence away
Wanna get paid and still
Mean what I say

Simple as signin' your silence away
Wanna get paid and still
Mean what I️ say



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Writer(s): Darius Anderson
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