Fendi Shades

Okay
Fendi shades on my face
Ask me where I got the money
Don't Talk about it
I spent the money on weed
Smoking out homies 'till they right in orbit
Pushin' pounds of that tree
Don't ask about it
Don't talk about it
I set the ticket for the weed
All of the OG got me snorin' on it

Walking around with my hoodie
Beer in my hand that a goodie
Invest in a boi imma vet
Everyone else is the rookie
I came for the paper
So book me
I came for the paper
So book me
I pray that I never break down
When they trynna break down my mind state
If I'm filled with hate
Im boosting up the crime rate
Trynna keep the peace
I Keep a piece for my sake
Gotta Keep a piece of piece in my space
Keep the beast on the leash
Please bitch please
Stay Outta reach of my face
I can not Impeach the freak with my name
But I can put the end to the weak
With my bass
Fuck the case
Nigga I was trynna win the race
My Weed was laced
Momma giving me a taste
Still I'm straight
I don't know how to break
Out the gate I was busting
Out the gates
Not enough real
I was punching out the fakes
Highlight reels
I'm been looking like the greats
Feeling like the next Kobe MJ
Lbj, Giannas
Dwade
Nigga Imma ball hard on off days

Fendi shades on my face
Ask me where I got the money
Don't Talk about it
I spent the money on weed
Smoking out homies 'till they right in orbit
Pushin' pounds of that tree
Don't ask about it
Don't talk about it
I set the ticket for the weed
All of the OG got me snorin' on it

We gon get it started, started tonight
We gon get it started, started tonight
We gon get it fired up, fired up tonight yeah
We gon start a riot, a riot tonight

See when I go out and look for it
I'm not looking for nothing
In actuality
I'm actually seeking to get it
So in actual speaking
I'm in the search of getting
So if you get it
Get with it

My heart don't break
When house I break in
Niggas get paid
Family need food
My car need breaks
My pops want steaks
Moms want a new place
And a hairdoo
Smoking on that big Protein
Wha Gwan
Trynna manifest more things
God Knowing
Can't tell you how it be in the end
But im claiming my spot at the Top before im gone

Fendi shades on my face
Ask me where I got the money
Don't Talk about it
I spent the money on weed
Smoking out homies 'till they right in orbit
Pushin' pounds of that tree
Don't ask about it
Don't talk about it
I set the ticket for the weed
All of the OG got me snorin' on it



Credits
Writer(s): Rodger Brewster
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