FBE Freq - Bothers You (feat. Grinxhy)

(Ight, I got something)
(Homies, paper)
(Fi-Fi-FijiBoi Productions)
I know you see how we flexin
Yeah my diamonds they dancin
You say that you learned your lesson
But ain’t no more second chances
You said I’m hurting you
I know it bothers you
Now it’s just me and the homies
We steady stacking this paper
And we don’t fuck with no rats
But we in love with this cheddar
And that shit bothers you
That I’m not tied to you, ohh
I had to tell my bitch stop trippin, just come up with a nigga
Wanna ball like Jay & Bey, she wanna help bring in millions
Thrillin these niggas like thriller
Pushed to the edge ima kill ya
I’m from the gutter so my heart bitter, that shit don’t hold feelings
I’m on a whole new wave
She see I’m up today
She wanna fall through my crib today
My daughter smile gave a nigga some faith
Go hard everyday tryna make me a way
Steady rocking out every show, I’m on a roll now
Know my angels, they lookin over and they’re proud now
Im going hard in instrumentals, poppin shit of my mental
Lately can’t tell who really real when everybody against you
I’m on the road, I’m in the way
Say my prayer, I send em up to see a better day
I hope my father hear me speak
I hope he bringing out the best in me
Promise to go hard on every beat, ahh
These niggas ain’t riding with the bro, hell nah
Gotta go hard everyday I’m stunting hell yeah
I know you see how we flexin
Yeah my diamonds they dancin
You say that you learned your lesson
But ain’t no more second chances
You said I’m hurting you
I know it bothers you
Now it’s just me and the homies
We steady stacking this paper
And we don’t fuck with no rats
But we in love with this cheddar
And that shit bothers you
That I’m not tied to you, ohh
You say you see a nigga now like I was never in the picture
You had a real ass nigga but got an early dismissal
Now I’m sitting here, making instrumentals
Gotta get the money, gotta bring home dinner
But I won
She fucked herself when she told me that she was done
And I’m with the gang, I can’t speak on what we’ve done
Remember all them days we was toting on em drums
We was doing it for fun ya
I’m on my shit so I can’t say hey now
Came a long way from the bottom I can’t stay down
You ain’t wanna fuck with me but it’s okay now
Tryna make me be a memory
Cold as fuck like first degree
Stacking money, that’s the recipe
Wake up and I gotta go get it
Got young niggas handling business
Yep nigga I came from them trenches
Seen niggas get killed over spinach
Yeah, that be that green
You never coming in-between me, my money or my family
I know you see how we flexin
Yeah my diamonds they dancin
You say that you learned your lesson
But ain’t no more second chances
You said I’m hurting you
I know it bothers you
Now it’s just me and the homies
We steady stacking this paper
And we don’t fuck with no rats
But we in love with this cheddar
And that shit bothers you
That I’m not tied to you, ohh
(Your lesson yeah)
(You say I’m hurting you)
(I know it bothers you)
(Homies, paper, no rats yeah)
(Oh, tied to you)

Written by:
FBE FReQ

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