A FAR Lyrics

(Money, we got it)

My niggas movin' with firearms

Ha

Please do not move, we gone' fire on ya

(3AM)

Bitch, my niggas movin' with firearms

Please do not move, we gone' fire on ya

Wish I had some Act, heard they sippin' on Qualitest

Trust none of these bitches, you gotta go follow it

Got a brand new stick with some hollows in it

Don't hit my dm, 'less you follow business

I'm 'bouta ball like I'm Julius Erving

I need a pint right now and it's urgent

Bought a fit twice, I forgot that I purchased

You just get to the top, and they worship

They just worship and don't even know who you are

I'm high as shit I went up, hit a star

Don't want that lil' shit it's not a foreign car

They was hatin' on me I seen it from a far

They was hatin' on me, thought I ain't seen it

My back was turned, I was servin' who feinin'

I'm in the trap havin' rap dreams

But it's feelin' like I'm the only one believin'

It's comin' fast, but I knew 'cause I seen it

Put him on a TV, he got a screenin'

I poured a four in a pineapple Crush

Only time I'm alive, when I'm not leanin'

Only time that I'm safe, when I got me the beam

Too many shots turned this shit to a scene

Too many drugs, turned my ass to a fein

This shit Off-White, you can tell by the seam

Came up with my brothers, 'cause we all a team

Came in with the Glock started feelin' Key

Start to feel like the man, 'cause they envyin' me

Start to fell like, all of this shit do not matter

We had to catch him, this shit ain't addin' up

We just draw down, we ain't chattin' up

Feds bring out the bags, like they packin' up

She suck on me just like Dracula

I'm on the mic, tryna up my vernacular

Probably stay by myself, I'm a bachelor

I'm in the trap, whip this shit with a spatula

He talk too much, he a informant

Too many shots, what he in for

Just stay a hunnid, don't switch on your homeboys

This bitch got a muzzle, it ain't making no noise

I done got rich on my own voice

Now I don't gotta look up to the dopeboys

Bitch, my niggas movin' with firearms

Please do not move, we gone' fire on ya

Wish I had some Act, heard they sippin' on Qualitest

Trust none of these bitches, you gotta go follow it

Got a brand new stick with some hollows in it

Don't hit my dm, 'less you follow business

I'm 'bouta ball like I'm Julius Erving

I need a pint right now and it's urgent

Bought a fit twice, I forgot that I purchased

You just get to the top, and they worship

They just worship and don't even know who you are

I'm high as shit I went up, hit a star

Don't want that lil' shit it's not a foreign car

They was hatin' on me I seen it from a far