Fr Fr Lyrics

Strappin' up for war, then I'm goin' in

She want me to come over, give her love she ain't never had

I'm fuckin' and I'm dippin' in the mornin' I can't afford a lay up with you got money to make

And then I'm Back across the city like I'm tourin'

No, I don't use Colgate

But I meant ( mint)

what I said

When I'm dunkin' on this bitch just like I'm Durant

I knew I could hit this girl when she added me on IG

And she put me in her close friends These hoes in the city fucking

And they get back with they nigga and they askin' him for romance

Why niggas need money and go to other niggas for a handout

But go to god with close hands

Them type of people make you think like What the hell have I been doin'? I been hangin' with the wrong friends

I try to tell my cuz ,leave it alone, he got habits

Sometimes he get in his feelings, get high like a attic ( addict)

I've been hurt too long, I need an Ace Bandage

Paranoia in my body, from this fuckin' damage And I don't do drugs, hopin' I can manage And I left her in the dark, made her feel stranded

I ain't mean to, and I'm only one man I got needs too, I got tough skin

Stab me in my back and watch it bleed through

After fuckin', I can't cuddle that shit O.D

My anxiety kick in' this shit hoe me They'll get mad and they try to fuck my homies

I'm too playa to check her, that lil' hoe know me

She be wonderin' why he not mad and on me

Quick to humble me a hoe calm down mommy.

For real, for real, for real, for real

For real, for real, for real, for real

For real, for real, for real, for real

For real, for real, for real, for real

For real, for real