FWYB
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Kid, Ima get it right
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with kid, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Now that Im older
Ready to live, yeah
To much I been breaking my back on the road
I got that Haitain luh pack in my smoke
I just been Vacay the back of her throat
I think she a furry she fucking the goat
Wait! Huh?
The fuck did he say?
I like to burn up in love with Miss Jane
Im bout to have me a wonderful day!
The fuck do you mean?
Fuck do you think?
Only letting peace up in my space
How did I leave myself so stray
I was about to throw myself away
I cannot go no hell no way
Now my home don't feel so safe
Outta that hole I finally escaped
I was disappointed in my actions
Had a feeling for and never acted
This was really war and we ain't practice
Yeah my mental sore and I was trapped in
Got the key unlock, now Im back, Bitch!
Got 'em flipping sides doing backflips
You get energized off my accent
And I feel alive when I'm mad lit
You can go and focus on the baddest
Ima grow I'm closing up my bad bitch
I ain't really different I be average
So what the fuck you really asking
Like
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Ready to live, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Now that Im older
I don't give a shit, nah
Too much of my love I been giving it out
They really be hoping Im finishing now
Me I roll through with a villain-ish smile
Cooling, and kicking it, imminent, wild
Wait! Huh?
Can't hear what I say?
Popping a eddie, containing a eighth
Clocking it steady maintaining a pace
Re-up on my weed and I got no more hate
I be rolling green all goddamn day
Lost my keys but I'm on my way
Lost my heat and I caught that flame
When I lost my peace had all that rage
On my defense I'ma wait
I be moving forward
Never losing for
You may win the battle
You gone lose the war
Im skip skedattle
Open newer doors
When you hear my name it bring a new allure
Feeling lame like you doing chores
I be in my lane, Why you losing yours?
You gone entertain who you do it for
If your feelings change gotta move the course
If you feeling weight gotta move the force
I could illustrate through a vocal chord
In a figure eight if you knew the lore
You don't know the game, if you ain't lose before
I just hope and pray who I do it for
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Kid, Ima get it right
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with kid, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Now that Im older
Ready to live, yeah
To much I been breaking my back on the road
I got that Haitain luh pack in my smoke
I just been Vacay the back of her throat
I think she a furry she fucking the goat
Wait! Huh?
The fuck did he say?
I like to burn up in love with Miss Jane
Im bout to have me a wonderful day!
The fuck do you mean?
Fuck do you think?
Only letting peace up in my space
How did I leave myself so stray
I was about to throw myself away
I cannot go no hell no way
Now my home don't feel so safe
Outta that hole I finally escaped
I was disappointed in my actions
Had a feeling for and never acted
This was really war and we ain't practice
Yeah my mental sore and I was trapped in
Got the key unlock, now Im back, Bitch!
Got 'em flipping sides doing backflips
You get energized off my accent
And I feel alive when I'm mad lit
You can go and focus on the baddest
Ima grow I'm closing up my bad bitch
I ain't really different I be average
So what the fuck you really asking
Like
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Ready to live, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Fuck with ya boy
Fuck with the kid, yeah, yeah
Now that Im older
I don't give a shit, nah
Too much of my love I been giving it out
They really be hoping Im finishing now
Me I roll through with a villain-ish smile
Cooling, and kicking it, imminent, wild
Wait! Huh?
Can't hear what I say?
Popping a eddie, containing a eighth
Clocking it steady maintaining a pace
Re-up on my weed and I got no more hate
I be rolling green all goddamn day
Lost my keys but I'm on my way
Lost my heat and I caught that flame
When I lost my peace had all that rage
On my defense I'ma wait
I be moving forward
Never losing for
You may win the battle
You gone lose the war
Im skip skedattle
Open newer doors
When you hear my name it bring a new allure
Feeling lame like you doing chores
I be in my lane, Why you losing yours?
You gone entertain who you do it for
If your feelings change gotta move the course
If you feeling weight gotta move the force
I could illustrate through a vocal chord
In a figure eight if you knew the lore
You don't know the game, if you ain't lose before
I just hope and pray who I do it for
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