FR. ft. Abunndance Lyrics

Look

I don't know when I'm coming back

Notice you getting mad cause I've been all over the map

Say that you don't believe me well why would you even ask

Say that you never see me which one of us where a mask

For real

I'm for real

This what happens when dedication meet timing and skill

I tell it all when I'm rhyming I swear I write how I feel

And all I ask for is silence if you don't like how I heal

Just keep your two cents if you don't pay my bills

For real for real

Ever since I dropped toxic

All I hear is numbers going up like it's an auction

We was at the bottom going up the only option

I don't ever trip but I always got to be cautious at the same time

The feelings making me nauseous

People used to point at me now everybody watching

Peep hole my foot in the door you better lock it

Say you wanted justice I got that shit in my pocket for real

I was seven when I said I would buy her a house

By seventeen I must have looked in between every couch

Still broke

I would've thought I'd be out of the south

But now I'm running my business you just running your mouth

There's no way that you the same Nigga when no one's around

You should be thinking about bout money what else could you think about

Still broke

You should be thankful I'm changing the sound

I'd rather roll up by myself I don't roll with the crowd

That's my philosophy

You Niggas ain't scared of nothing except for honesty

Scrape up all of the gwalla fuck the economy

That shit get taller and taller I think they on to me

Where's my apology?

I'm stunning on them and now you want to acknowledge me

And if I wonder why now you want to be fond of me

I'd take my ass back to college for sociology damn