Shirt (blue)
Envy
(Fah-fah-fah-fah)
(Fah-fah-fah-fah)
You got hits because of this beats
But I make this beats fuckin hits
And I make this beats fuckin hit
You can play but I am one who leads
We ont' give fuck bout police
My bro can make gallery of that pics
And we ain't playing with straps
We don't want deaths so we prefer fists
This ain't fear, I hardly and strictly was disciplined
So you know ain't need victims near
If you with me u got things to deal (with)
And ain't scared to lose the fight
And I got the type
You have to be specified in this bitches right?
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
This dumb motherfucker tryina' avoid me
But I own this lane, I made this road
I gave chance to all this strays
I got worth but I don't need chains
When I blink, it has to be done
I designed you, you blind
When I do ama right, when I don't I smell fraud
No need for applause but please see the growth
Sold his ass for the status, how I know he won't sell mine?
I can trust no gender I know what it can cause
I am chosen, I am contender drop dot and I am done
Spent all my cash in one day
Spent all my cash in one day
Paper? I would bury all that shit if I had more
Paper? I would bury all that shit if I had more
Bob Marley I don't give a fuck about money
They owe me I don't owe nobody
I don't owe nobody, I got BODY on me fuckin' body
(Fah-fah-fah-fah)
(Fah-fah-fah-fah)
You got hits because of this beats
But I make this beats fuckin hits
And I make this beats fuckin hit
You can play but I am one who leads
We ont' give fuck bout police
My bro can make gallery of that pics
And we ain't playing with straps
We don't want deaths so we prefer fists
This ain't fear, I hardly and strictly was disciplined
So you know ain't need victims near
If you with me u got things to deal (with)
And ain't scared to lose the fight
And I got the type
You have to be specified in this bitches right?
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
Blue shirt, fat boy I raised him he snitched
This dumb motherfucker tryina' avoid me
But I own this lane, I made this road
I gave chance to all this strays
I got worth but I don't need chains
When I blink, it has to be done
I designed you, you blind
When I do ama right, when I don't I smell fraud
No need for applause but please see the growth
Sold his ass for the status, how I know he won't sell mine?
I can trust no gender I know what it can cause
I am chosen, I am contender drop dot and I am done
Spent all my cash in one day
Spent all my cash in one day
Paper? I would bury all that shit if I had more
Paper? I would bury all that shit if I had more
Bob Marley I don't give a fuck about money
They owe me I don't owe nobody
I don't owe nobody, I got BODY on me fuckin' body
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