Federer (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Ol' girl speaking, down on me, no telling

If you heard a true, story, who the villain?

I play the role, too well though, I guess

No new friends, I be keeping to, myself

Can't drag my feet, I gotta run with steppers

They come back 'cause they learn it don't get better

Why talk diamonds or gas? Mines hit better

Won't go back and forth, I ain't Federer

I ain't Federer

All you niggas federal

CIA, et cetera

I know hella soldiers that grew older now they veterans

All the work you put in for yo people, where the benefits?

Murder what she wrote, I respect the killers penmanship

It was written, you cannot avoid the lead and shit

Life is a bitch that we all smashing

If I'm fast in it, i might never last in

So I'm back in it, tryna get some backend

Hold them titties up, baby bring 'em racks in

All this cake on my lap, it's a slow grind

How you hang me out to dry but rock my clothes line?Huh?

I'm too busy running up a bag again

I don't have the energy for arguing

Would you rather cry inside a cullinan?

With double R umbrellas for the rain?

Ol' girl speaking, down on me, no telling

If you heard a true, story, who the villain?

I play the role, too well though, I guess

No new friends, I be keeping to, myself

Can't drag my feet, I gotta run with steppers

They come back 'cause they learn it don't get better

Why talk diamonds or gas? Mines hit better

Won't go back and forth, I ain't Federer