Faze Me ft. qc4lshit & Inukao Lyrics

What

Ayy

Back on this beat and I'm killing it (What)

And you lil niggas dissed me for me clout, wasn't feeling it (Ayy)

Our words are like construction (Ah) the way that we drilling em

Gonna catch your boy raging, don't care if the sun is dim

Shout out QC we moving man (Yeah, What)

The way that we move, I don't need me some fans just to tell me I'm cool

Making bangers with QC like a alley-oop

And they are not bout it, they sweet like some fruits

Yeah they gone loose (Yuh), hah, huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah 'ight, yeah, huh (Brahh)

Yeah Yeah

Hold on

Uh, uh uh

Yeah yeah (Huh, ayy), huh

Woah woah, woah

Yeah, yeah yeah (I)

I been with fast talking, since the beginning man (Fast!)

His flow was so trash, that's why we done trimmed it man (Yeah)

Holy father watch over us, give us forgiveness

But they really need it because they be sinning man, know I'm the illest man

Now and days, don't even know who the trillest man

Lie to your face, just to tell you they in it man

Flexing up on the gram, just 'cause I know I can

Said that he want all the smoke, now he running man

But I ride for the bros, make him do the running man

That's suicide don't you know, we ain't fronting man

If they like to play around, Choppa get to gunning man

Not repping flags like a reff, but I like to see red

And don't you go leaping, listen to what I said

You know niggas sweet just like pie, they a fed

They all put a crack in my heart, now it's shredded (What?)

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy

Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy

None of these niggas who talk, gonna face me

In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece

There's niggas who hating, but they can't escape me

I got fans and haters, they hate me

Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings

(Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings)

Ayy, huh, ayy

I been workin on the album, niggas hating

But I could careless what they gotta say (Say)

Wan't war, you can say it to my face (Hah)

Got bars got money, yall crazy

Staying up till dawn, steady working, niggas lazy (Yuh-uh)

Yo lil thot hit my phone, ain't that crazy

If it's love or it's hate, it's the same thing (same thing)

R.i.p Triple X, that's a real king (X yuh)

I was bored, now I'm here at the mic (Yuh-uh)

Yo raps crazy, lil nigga meant sike

Forget the talking if you walking we gon fight

Seen you flopping, boy you never seen the light

Steady moving, I been flying like a kite, uh

Been grinding till dawn to night (Night)

If this life was the sea, I'd be driving the boat

If I see you, you m.i.a, stay out my sight (Yuh-uh)

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy

Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy

None of these niggas who talk, gonna face me

In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece

There's niggas who hating, but they can't escape me

I got fans and haters, they hate me

Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings

(Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings)

Ayy, huh, ayy

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy (Cray)

Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy(Ayy)

None of these niggas who talk, gonna face me (No)

In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece (Buh, buh, yeah yeah)

There's niggas who hating, but they can't escape me (Escape me)

I got fans and haters, they hate me (They hate me)

Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings (High in yo ratings)

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Crazy how I get the money and now my exes wanna have my baby (Have my baby)

I'm just living my life at my best and it feels so amazing (Woo woo)

Hop on the track going crazy

If you run up then you catching a fade b

Said you love me, why was you faking

I fell in love with the money I'm making (Ya yurr)

Shot him in the head you cannot trace it

I just be cooking that dope I be baking

Said that I love em but I really hate em (What)

I really hate him, do you really hate him

I really been on that trap shit

Fuck boy running from me, I shot him in the back bitch

Said that I was capping but it really happened

(Really happened)

Remember in class they was all mocking me

Now I got bread now they all wanna see

I go to school off of the ecstasy

Ex on my phone and why is she texting me

Idea of me and you is a wannabe

Now I blow up and they turn to a wannabe (Ya)

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy

Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy

None of these niggas who talk, gonna face me

In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece

There's niggas who hating, but they cant escape me (Do it, do it)

I got fans and haters, they hate me (Uh, It's QC4L)

Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings (Brrrt)

Ayy, huh, ayy (Ayy)

Eating these bullets like vegetables (Uh, Uh)

Eating and eating the block getting healthier

With knifes become ninjas, my boy getting stealthier (Skrrt)

Bloody money on paper, buy guns, we wealthier

Tell her to set em up, if they try to mess with her (Woo, Woo, ayy)

Gun in the backseat, like mud we get messier

Funeral home, his new home, they gon dress him up (Grr)

Like ese a virgin, we know that he scared to bust (Brrt)

Ese want credit, he wanna get jumped in (Skrrt)

This whip is stolen, seat needed adjustments (Yeah)

Carving his grave, like he dying with pumpkins (Brrt)

They know I'mma killer, but only assumptions

Pop me a pill, its so good, I hallucinate

R.i.p in his bio, lil boy must be new to hate

Keep it tight when we clutch, but I'm holding a looser drac' (No, no)

He scared, he a pussy, lil ese a coochie face

Praying for one day, to see my grandma in the skies

Yeah, I'm one with the force, now you get kicked back

Uh, don't move too fast, that choppa spit facts (Brahh)

I been workin on the album, niggas hating

But I could careless what they gotta say

Wan't war, you can say it to my face (Hah)

Got bars got money, yall crazy

Staying up till dawn, steady working, niggas lazy

Yo lil thot hit my phone, ain't that crazy

If it's love or it's hate, it's the same thing

R.i.p Triple X, that's a real king

Back on this beat and I'm killing it (What)

And you lil niggas dissed me for me clout, wasn't feeling it (Ayy)

Our words are like construction (Ah), the way that we drilling em

Gon catch your boy raging, don't care if the sun is dim (What)

Shout out QC we moving man (yeah, What)

The way that we move, I don't need me some fans just to tell me I'm cool

Making bangers with QC like a alley-oop

And they are not bout it, they sweet like some fruits

Yeah they gone loose

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy (Crazy, crazy)

Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy (Crazy, crazy)

None of these niggas who talk, gonna face me

In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece

There's niggas who hating, but they can't escape me

I got fans and haters, they hate me

Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings

(Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings)

Ayy, huh, ayy

Once I leveled up, my life been crazy (Crazy, crazy)

Yo shawty left for them racks, ain't that crazy (Crazy, crazy)

None of these niggas who talk, gonna face me

In my city commotion, yeah I gotta rage piece

There's niggas who hating, but they cant escape me

I got fans and haters, they hate me

Just like the circle, I'm high in yo ratings

(Rage rage, ayy ayy)

Praying for one day, to see my grandma in the skies