FAMISH Lyrics

Turn them lights on Edison

I'm better than I ever been I tell a bitch

It's never been a better time to get to know me

It's Fadah

I'm covered wit

The blood of my enemy he looking holy

I'm taking to my pistol like my therapist

But like a marriage counselor keep a couple on me

Don't tell me who I sound like that shit insulting

They tell me I was falling off that shit provoked me

I'm on the schedule like my time approaching

They locked the door but left the window open

I'm really it

I take them risks to put them big rocks on my mother wrist

My mama told me get yo paper right and don't trust a bitch

I gave her red flags then white flags when I called it quits

I seen my mama jumped when I was I was eight

Pojects we was living

Ain't no pets but hoe we had a snake

Blood stain when they slither

That's her best friend our blood cousin

We all knew

Big cuz prolly think a nigga don't remember that but I still do

Yea I jawed that fuck nigga that I robbed but I got feels too

Yea they gave that gave that fuck nigga my job but I got skills too

Mama came in say we jumping out the window we ain't never look back

I ain't tryna really bring pain but you wasn't gang how I 'member that

We was real broke tryna turn grease into belly fat where I'm thinner at

We was no joke tryna cut coke into mini cracks on the dinner mat

I was getting older really getting by so I'm getting rich while I'm getting old

All eyes on the stove tell me it'll get you high and it's getting sold

I was selling hats down on Howard road

First time shooting sticks

Got another problem ain't that bout a bitch

But a problem never be about a bitch

I'll burn a nigga like a fire wick

Gotta burner wit me and it fire sixteen

Time spent for the shit I'm risking

Twenty six and I'm trying big things

Coulda died but I'm coexisting

Shit really get deep

We was on our way up to the shelter and they put us out like we didn't need sleep

We was tryna get a small plate while they cleaning up boy we didn't even eat

Say that we'll never listen but we couldn't listen to the shit they ain't even teach

I ain't tryna tell a lot but

We was getting to it wrong nigga

Mama tryna do a lot

We was selling crack rock out our home nigga

Couple niggas on the block kick doe'

Put the blick to her dome nigga

Ever went to selling crack and now you doin that

You was prolly prone nigga

Hollup

They put that pistol to my mama head I ain't know what to do man