FWM V2

Aye I said nigga fwm (Yea)
That's all I'mma say
Aint your cup of tea (Yea) cause you can't stomach pain
Everyone a g yea until they catch a case
But we gone make em bleed and take it to the grave
I said nigga fwm

Nigga run up get stuck
Since a young jit I ain't never gave af
Nigga like me ion even need a gun
9 on my hip didn't take it out the clutch
Real life shit no cut
Crazy how the story mashed up
A crazy lil nigga and a brazy lil nigga
Came together one year had the school turned up
Lil dawg turned clutch
Now I'm big dawg blew up
Fuck around what you wanna ball blew up
23 you don't need y'alls
Suit up
45 and I had a saw too cuh
What you gone fo when your life screwed up
Dreams of the drop top
Everybody chasing cream you should watch that
2 from the limousine screaming pac back
Plug never miss beat you cop that
What you really want a masa
Skittles and peanut butter breathe you can cop that
Yo hold it down like zaza
I got a hol bunch for the profit
And she just hit my mfkn so she gone hit me up
Fwm if you (Got that)

Aye I said nigga fwm (Yea)
That's all I'mma say
Aint your cup of tea (Yea)
Cause you can't stomach pain
Everyone a g (Yea)
Until they catch a case
But we gone make em bleed and take it to the grave
I said nigga fwm

Me my nigga
You aint fucking with me you asleep lil nigga
I got whodis in the trenches make you bleed lil niggas
I mean really clean you up leave you disease lil nigga
Put you on ice mr freeze lil nigga
Its that ride or die
Caught him by surprise
Milli in my eyes
Knock him off his rise
He gone be demised
And I always keep my gun in sight
You wouldn't up your hands to fight
Now live my life without the light
Cause after life runs afterlife
Catch a pussy nigga hating on the south
Where the streets be to gory
Ak in your fucking mouth
Pussy nigga that's that true love story
Now tell these niggas go up against it
They want a war
Could spin
We all get busy
They want an issue what the problem is
You wanted crime where the charges is
Got smoke we want all the spliffs
You a target where the marker is
Put the pope on your porch when you pork a pig
And my crew legit
I'm the information you the snitch
Before we do the ditch
Tell your bitch to fwm

Aye I said nigga fwm (Yea)
That's all I'mma say aint your cup of tea (Yea)
Cause you can't stomach pain
Everyone a g yea
Until they catch a case
But we gone make em bleed
And take it to the grave
I said nigga fwm



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Writer(s): Kier Johnson
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