Foreigner (feat. Lings)
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Yeah (Ay, yeah), ay
They try call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
What you gon' do, I'll fuck your world
They took all our diamonds and pearls
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Give our stuff back, it belongs to them
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
They'll try and call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
Feels like I'm in a foreign world
Don't fuck with me? Then fuck yourself
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Doin' my thing till the day I'm dead
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
A lot of pricks on here won't even hear me
So the ones supportin', I say thank you
I can only think that they must fear me
Hate that I follow my dreams, but I have to
The real ones who got me, I'll remember you forever
And the ones who don't, I'll remember you too
Won't forget you didn't gimme time of day
So when I'm winnin', I don't wanna hear from you
(Yeah) Hear from you, bad excuse
All the shit we see, won't hear on the news
In this rap game, I belong here too
Not foreign to this shit, I been makin' tunes
Hopin' one day they'll put me on
Hopin' that my day comes by soon
Live fast, I don't wanna die too young
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, hey
I don't wanna know yeah, I don't wanna, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna know, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna know, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, uh
I don't wanna, yeah, yeah
They try call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
What you gon' do, I'll fuck your world
They took all our diamonds and pearls
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Give our stuff back, it belongs to them
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
They'll try and call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
Feels like I'm in a foreign world
Don't fuck with me? Then fuck yourself
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Doin' my thing till the day I'm dead
If you don't back me, don't call me your-
Crabs in a bucket
They don't want me gettin' away
No they do not, yeah
This shit is a shame, yeah
They see us the same, you're doing their job
And they keep on gettin' away
The blood on your hands, the blood on your soul
This shit, it still happens today
The blood on the floor, the bombs in the air
The guns to the head, the people they're runnin' away
My people done seen it all, yeah
And trust me we've seen it all, yeah
We started behind in this race
We're getting ahead and you wanna trip me up
But you could never stop me
And they could never stop me
They try call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
What you gon' do, I'll fuck your world
They took all our diamonds and pearls
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Give our stuff back, it belongs to them
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
They'll try and call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
Feels like I'm in a foreign world
Don't fuck with me? Then fuck yourself
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Doin' my thing till the day I'm dead
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, hey
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Yeah (Ay, yeah), ay
They try call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
What you gon' do, I'll fuck your world
They took all our diamonds and pearls
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Give our stuff back, it belongs to them
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
They'll try and call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
Feels like I'm in a foreign world
Don't fuck with me? Then fuck yourself
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Doin' my thing till the day I'm dead
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
A lot of pricks on here won't even hear me
So the ones supportin', I say thank you
I can only think that they must fear me
Hate that I follow my dreams, but I have to
The real ones who got me, I'll remember you forever
And the ones who don't, I'll remember you too
Won't forget you didn't gimme time of day
So when I'm winnin', I don't wanna hear from you
(Yeah) Hear from you, bad excuse
All the shit we see, won't hear on the news
In this rap game, I belong here too
Not foreign to this shit, I been makin' tunes
Hopin' one day they'll put me on
Hopin' that my day comes by soon
Live fast, I don't wanna die too young
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, hey
I don't wanna know yeah, I don't wanna, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna know, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna know, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, uh
I don't wanna, yeah, yeah
They try call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
What you gon' do, I'll fuck your world
They took all our diamonds and pearls
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Give our stuff back, it belongs to them
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
They'll try and call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
Feels like I'm in a foreign world
Don't fuck with me? Then fuck yourself
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Doin' my thing till the day I'm dead
If you don't back me, don't call me your-
Crabs in a bucket
They don't want me gettin' away
No they do not, yeah
This shit is a shame, yeah
They see us the same, you're doing their job
And they keep on gettin' away
The blood on your hands, the blood on your soul
This shit, it still happens today
The blood on the floor, the bombs in the air
The guns to the head, the people they're runnin' away
My people done seen it all, yeah
And trust me we've seen it all, yeah
We started behind in this race
We're getting ahead and you wanna trip me up
But you could never stop me
And they could never stop me
They try call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
What you gon' do, I'll fuck your world
They took all our diamonds and pearls
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Give our stuff back, it belongs to them
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
They'll try and call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
Feels like I'm in a foreign world
Don't fuck with me? Then fuck yourself
They'll try hate on me to the end
Stand on my spot, look through my lens
Doin' my thing till the day I'm dead
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, yeah
I don't wanna know babe, I don't wanna, hey
Credits
Writer(s): Lingkesh Sivakumar
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