Fuggaparahee
It's bout time that they put me on
Fuck life I'm knee deep in student loans
Parents getting old and look at me like
I thought you said we on where the money at
I ain't scared I won't blow up
I'm just scared that when I do they won't show up
In Tom Fords I barely afford
Thanks for the advice but I really think you need it more
On dark days I just start debating
Could've been a lawyer I was so close to graduating
But truth is I got no regrets hopped off a jet
And addressed like a thousand kids
I'm celebrating crushing procrastination
Ten thousand kids from the ghetto were my motivation
First you show up then then you grow up
Then you glow up
There's no smoke without fire
Rumours are the story of my life
All these allegations getting harder to deny
He say she say heard it all before
But when it' blood it's much harder to ignore
And I guess it's kinda funny ain't it
The picture you see is nothing like the picture I'm painting
And please don't ask me bout my exes
The only L I take is on my Lexus/
Now where were you when I wasn't popping on the gram
Tell me where were you when I was trying to make amends
Tell me where were you when I was dropping outta school
Breaking rules taking shots that would never ever land
Tell me where were you you you you you you you
I hit reset no regret then I got my first cheque
Now you coming with your fucken hand out
Fuggaparahee
I had some doe away for some thing other than college
We called it off I found a condo put a deposit
Betrothed so and so but wasn't into it
I guess landlord just gotta better ring to it
We all popping on the gram in the diaspora
But truth is never captured on camera
A bunch of middle class folk claiming they ball
But 99% wont answer a private call
That's too deep I know but here's a question
Is it really yours if they claiming it in collection
In the dub I'm the man how dat sound
While bill collectors blowing me up when I touch down
And I guess it's kinda funny ain't it
The picture you see is nothing like the picture I'm painting
And please don't ask me bout my exes
The only L I take is on my Lexus
Now where were you when I wasn't popping on the gram
Tell me where were you when I was trying to make amends
Tell me where were you when I was dropping outta school
Breaking rules taking shots that would never ever land
Tell me where were you (you you you you you you)
I hit reset no regret then I got my first cheque
Now you coming with your fucken hand out
Fuggaparahee
Fuck life I'm knee deep in student loans
Parents getting old and look at me like
I thought you said we on where the money at
I ain't scared I won't blow up
I'm just scared that when I do they won't show up
In Tom Fords I barely afford
Thanks for the advice but I really think you need it more
On dark days I just start debating
Could've been a lawyer I was so close to graduating
But truth is I got no regrets hopped off a jet
And addressed like a thousand kids
I'm celebrating crushing procrastination
Ten thousand kids from the ghetto were my motivation
First you show up then then you grow up
Then you glow up
There's no smoke without fire
Rumours are the story of my life
All these allegations getting harder to deny
He say she say heard it all before
But when it' blood it's much harder to ignore
And I guess it's kinda funny ain't it
The picture you see is nothing like the picture I'm painting
And please don't ask me bout my exes
The only L I take is on my Lexus/
Now where were you when I wasn't popping on the gram
Tell me where were you when I was trying to make amends
Tell me where were you when I was dropping outta school
Breaking rules taking shots that would never ever land
Tell me where were you you you you you you you
I hit reset no regret then I got my first cheque
Now you coming with your fucken hand out
Fuggaparahee
I had some doe away for some thing other than college
We called it off I found a condo put a deposit
Betrothed so and so but wasn't into it
I guess landlord just gotta better ring to it
We all popping on the gram in the diaspora
But truth is never captured on camera
A bunch of middle class folk claiming they ball
But 99% wont answer a private call
That's too deep I know but here's a question
Is it really yours if they claiming it in collection
In the dub I'm the man how dat sound
While bill collectors blowing me up when I touch down
And I guess it's kinda funny ain't it
The picture you see is nothing like the picture I'm painting
And please don't ask me bout my exes
The only L I take is on my Lexus
Now where were you when I wasn't popping on the gram
Tell me where were you when I was trying to make amends
Tell me where were you when I was dropping outta school
Breaking rules taking shots that would never ever land
Tell me where were you (you you you you you you)
I hit reset no regret then I got my first cheque
Now you coming with your fucken hand out
Fuggaparahee
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Writer(s): Neo Pitso
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