fmfcee - Pass The Lighter

Spent a band on that blick, I pray to God that it protect me
Spent a band on that tris, the wockhardt got me messy
My hard times got harder when you walked out and left me
Fell in love with the drugs but I wasn't ready
It's time for them to wake up, I ain't even tired
Spent a 05' civic on my brand new attire
I got all different type of drugs, I just need a buyer
I was trappin' out my momma crib, I made her pass the lighter
She fuckin' with the other side, cut her off, don't like them folks
Ready to meet your demise, glock hit you like lightning bolt
They say that you disrespectful, I don't know what you talkin' bout
If I fuck with you, I fuck with you, if not then ain't nothin' to talk about
I'm a boss, baby, I still walk around with this 40
I'm a keep it player, cause my pockets already loaded
I was swipin' them cards, tryna get my mom a rover
Damage in my heart, the wealthy times left me lonely uh
I don't even fuck with you, but you still gotta keep it goin
You're fuckin' with the other side, if I catch you, keep a gun
When I was swipin' cards, I did all that shit for fun
Now she think that I got rapper money, she think I'm the one
Spent a band on that blick, I pray to God that it protect me
Spent a band on that tris, the wockhardt got me messy
My hard times got harder when you walked out and left me
Fell in love with the drugs but I wasn't ready
It's time for them to wake up, I ain't even tired
Spent a 05' civic on my brand new attire
I got all different type of drugs, I just need a buyer
I was trappin' out my mommas crib, I made her pass the lighter
I'ma make a way regardless, mama just be patient with me
Know the name is FMF, they know that I got shooters with me
Bonnie Clyde my pistol with me, you catch me, you can't get me, get me
Headshots only, don't you make me do the Griddey, Griddey
They ain't tired of me, I ain't getting sleepy, sleepy
I keep a fire on me, I ride with my blicky blicky
Push my foot into the pedal, you can't catch up, man, I'm speedin
I been in my own lane, can't ride your wave, I'm dreamin
If the feds pick me up, I'm sorry, don't know what you talkin' bout
The fiends still fiending' then whose pockets in the drought?
Please don't raid me, I got shit inside the couch
If you get the job done correctly, I'll give you the cash amount yeah
Spent a band on that blick, I pray to God that it protect me
Spent a band on that tris, the wockhardt got me messy
My hard times got harder when you walked out and left me
Fell in love with the drugs but I wasn't ready
It's time for them to wake up, I ain't even tired
Spent a 05' civic on my brand new attire
I got all different type of drugs, I just need a buyer
I was trappin' out my mommas crib, I made her pass the lighter

Written by:
Cj Thompson

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