F.GREGORY

Yeahhh

They tryna put me in a box
I'm more of a cylinder
I take the shape of water
I'm dripping, splashing, spraying all your members
We was like bestfriends in the beginning of the summer
But now this shit turn to Lana Del Rey, thats just a bummer
And I ain't no comedian don't call me Donald Glover
Always put my money on F.Rider he's a real one
Fuck everybody who tryna paint me to a villain
Now I got a job I gotta pay for all these women
You pussy rappers always bitching, moaning, smiling, grinning
I ain't even talked to God in a long time, hope he's still forgiving
Cause when I return to the surface, RIP T-shirts what I'm making
Yeah yeah, With a Brand new F Logo
With a Brand new F Logo
I'm at all the places you can't go
Ohhh
I remember when I was broke
I had to beg and beg and beg
Until they let me gooo

And I still got that KK on my back
Shahalamistan where I'm at
Where you at?
Took a trip on to Kliraq
I ain't even need a gun goes
Klak Klak Klak
I'm more of a sword type of guy
Man I slash your ass right there

Oh my god, this music is fucking stupid

I had to beg and beg and beg
Until they let me gooo
I had to beg and beg and beg
Until they let me gooo
I had to beg and beg and beg
Until they let me gooo
I had to beg and beg and beg
Until they let me gooo



Credits
Writer(s): Karl Azari
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