Fasho

Three, six

Platinum Mason
Platinum bracelet, I was nappin' in the trap with Jayxin (free)
I had to wait and track the payment, had to practice patience
My nigga did the type of shit that came with affidavits
I had to spit the type of shit that's gon' attract your baby (boom)
You pillow talkin' 'cause you always on your back, you lazy
Pass the shade, why you niggas acting aggravated?
I passed away, now I'm on another planet waiting (up)
Planet waiting (up)

I'm a corporation
Pay my momma like she work for me, employee payments (free)
I'ma make it look like sorcery when I obtain it
For all the times I walked up Hubbard Street to ball with David
Bring a wap with me to walk in case of altercations
Shot 'em all them niggas dropping like a hot potato

You niggas soft, and I can spot it from across the way
I see you shaking your head, buggin' 'cause they partna bangin'
Because you got it don't mean you finna pop to save you
Because you got it don't mean you in the den is safety
That shit get penetrated, don't be a demonstration
If God comin' tell him come 'cause I'm sick of waiting
If shawty comin' tell her come 'cause I'm (free)

For real, for real, for real, fasho (free)
For real, for real, for real, fasho
For real, fasho, for real, fasho

For real, for real, for real, fasho
For real, for real, for real, fasho
For real, for real, for real, fasho
For real, fasho, for real

I get light from the spark
I get life from a thot
It was truth or despite what I thought
Cuzzo put a light on a Glock
Cuzzo in a fight for his start
I get light from the spark
I get life from a thot (damn)
I just put a knife in my sock
'Case I gotta fight on the walk
I just want my slice, bitch that's all

I grew up with Shiesty lil' dawg
As he fuck with nice shit and thought
"This should be my shit and life should be suave" (yeah)
I couldn't deny this what lies I been taught
I ain't know my mind had been blocked
When I unlocked it that's when the guap hit
I thought it was Sprite in the sauce
Ain't know it was spiked, something off

Light, light from the spark
I get life from a thot
It was truth or despite what I thought (damn)
Cuzzo put a light on a Glock
Cuzzo in a fight for his start
I get light from the spark
I get life from a thot
I just put a knife in my sock
'Case I gotta fight on the walk
I just want my slice, bitch that's all

I grew up with Shiesty lil' dawg



Credits
Writer(s): Chazwick B. Bundick, Edwin Green, Widnick Prevalon
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