Forty (feat. Osibih)
Im not your regular homie
We do not run from the police
I feel the hate that you bring
That shit is not that important
The way that I handle my fate
When they see me gassin' the Foreign
I just dirtied my cup with the potent
Now this shit getting distorted
I really came from the bottom
I put that on Momma on everything
If there is a problem we solve it
I can't be stressing off little things
We not your average brodies
We do not play by the rollie
Some of you acting real? (yeah)
Thats why my hand on the forty
From night to the morning
I bring the money right back (right back)
She put that ass right up on me
So I could throw her some racks
I cannot fuck with you shawty
I ain't had time to relax
That shit is not too good for me
Thats why my hand on the forty
Don't interrupt me im recording
Right now I can't fuck with you shawty
One call to my shooters they on it
They go infinity and beyond it
Keep bringing the bucks like I'm Giannis
We the ones going the hardest
Showing the city whats promised
You know the aura the largest
(Because)
Im not your regular homie
We do not run from the police
I feel the hate that you bring
That shit is not that important
The way that I handle my fate
When they see me gassing the Foreign
I just Dirtied my cup with the potent
Now this shit getting distorted
I really came from the bottom
I put that on momma on everything
If there is a problem we solve it
I can't be stressing off little things
We not your average brodies
We do not play by the rollie
Some of you acting real? (yeah)
Thats why my hand on the forty
From rags to riches (yeah)
I got two hoes in the back I be fuckin' the baddest bitches (yeah)
Baby I ain't got no time for you too busy stacking digits (yeah)
Won't catch me showing no love
Roll it up I been high off these drugs
I swear I been had enough
She bad and she backin' it up
Met her inside of the club not she giving it up
I just keep stackin' it up
Heard they ain't fucking with me but they bitches in love
Just flipped the two to a ten
Then flipped the ten to a dub I could show you whats up
I got this shit out the mud
So I got this shit out the mud (yeah, yeah)
Im not your regular homie
We do not run from the police
I feel the hate that you bring
That shit is not that important
The way that I handle my fate
When they see me gassing the Foreign
I just Dirtied my cup with the potent
Now this shit getting distorted
We do not run from the police
I feel the hate that you bring
That shit is not that important
The way that I handle my fate
When they see me gassin' the Foreign
I just dirtied my cup with the potent
Now this shit getting distorted
I really came from the bottom
I put that on Momma on everything
If there is a problem we solve it
I can't be stressing off little things
We not your average brodies
We do not play by the rollie
Some of you acting real? (yeah)
Thats why my hand on the forty
From night to the morning
I bring the money right back (right back)
She put that ass right up on me
So I could throw her some racks
I cannot fuck with you shawty
I ain't had time to relax
That shit is not too good for me
Thats why my hand on the forty
Don't interrupt me im recording
Right now I can't fuck with you shawty
One call to my shooters they on it
They go infinity and beyond it
Keep bringing the bucks like I'm Giannis
We the ones going the hardest
Showing the city whats promised
You know the aura the largest
(Because)
Im not your regular homie
We do not run from the police
I feel the hate that you bring
That shit is not that important
The way that I handle my fate
When they see me gassing the Foreign
I just Dirtied my cup with the potent
Now this shit getting distorted
I really came from the bottom
I put that on momma on everything
If there is a problem we solve it
I can't be stressing off little things
We not your average brodies
We do not play by the rollie
Some of you acting real? (yeah)
Thats why my hand on the forty
From rags to riches (yeah)
I got two hoes in the back I be fuckin' the baddest bitches (yeah)
Baby I ain't got no time for you too busy stacking digits (yeah)
Won't catch me showing no love
Roll it up I been high off these drugs
I swear I been had enough
She bad and she backin' it up
Met her inside of the club not she giving it up
I just keep stackin' it up
Heard they ain't fucking with me but they bitches in love
Just flipped the two to a ten
Then flipped the ten to a dub I could show you whats up
I got this shit out the mud
So I got this shit out the mud (yeah, yeah)
Im not your regular homie
We do not run from the police
I feel the hate that you bring
That shit is not that important
The way that I handle my fate
When they see me gassing the Foreign
I just Dirtied my cup with the potent
Now this shit getting distorted
Credits
Writer(s): Fouad El-chemali
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