D-M0n3y - FRIO (feat. Riq Havoc)
Forever Realizing
Individual Originality
Frio
Forever
Welcome To The Start
I'm From Boston Mass
On Dawgz
You Can you tell How I talk
I Travel A lot
Throwing 3z
When you see me out
Or when I walk In The spot
I know I got Mad haters
Behind the scenes
And prolly double that
When I'm on top
I can't tell you
When the flexing Will stop
No Tik toking
They continue To watch
I'm Back on my bullshit
Return of the Mack
I'm here I'm collecting fees
My name In they mouth
More tongues and teeth
I just follow they patterns and tendencies
You see who they are
Or pretend to be
She loving the vibe
But it's MOB
I Dot my Own I's
Cross my own T's
So if I do IT
Then It's on Me
These bitches Comes last
When it's comes to bag
These niggas Can't match
When I'm hitting the gas
Got scars on my back
From from A couple of stabs
Some healed
Some I ripped off The scab
No regrets
Never dwell On the past
Just keep Getting it
And Making em mad
They'll doubt You can do it
They pray for the bad
It's just How it goes
Till they See it cash
Damn
Hold up
You know The status
When I post up
I scream the name
But they know us
I be moonwalking On water
They love the Damns
And my aura
Alotta haters
Ima hoarder
I take no shorts
And nothing Shorter
It be short cooked
Im serving orders
STOP
Flex for me
I'm a dog Check the pedigree
I'm always gon eat know the recipes
I studied the game but they testing me
You say it's On dawgs Then it better be
Or Be prepared For the Treachery
But life's a fight Wit no referee
I Invest in myself So I bet on me
Against the odds
Always going hard
Unorthodox
Sometimes bizarre
I don lived in parks
I don lived in cars
I lived in traps
I don lived wit broads
I burned bridges
I broke hearts
I danced with wolves
I swam wit sharks
I did things That wasn't smart
I'm hitting now
But had a Cold start
I guess it's The bag On me
These bitches act Mad horny
And her friends Act mad corny
I'm here For the bucks
I ain't really Tryna fuck
But good luck
I ain't nothing like Ya last homie
I do and I say What I want
There's a graveyard
If you looking For my comp
Straight cash
If you looking To cop
Chasing bread
I Ain't looking For thots
Killing These niggas
But we not the same
Came from that bottom
Im spiting that pain
Step outta line
They gon splatter your brain
Fucking With Riq
Boy we not the same
Most of these niggas
Be capping for hoes
Im just gon slide
Then pass her to bro
Stacking This Paper
Thats All that we know
Shoutout To Gang
And All Of My Woes
Aint hearing these niggas
We running it up
Real Niggas Back
Aint Giving it up
These Niggas Is Mad
Like We Give A Fuck
Suckers Is Dying From Playing Too tough
Niggas Rapping don't be Saying Enough
Niggas Know Not To be Playing With Us
Shizzy Buck Still Playing The Cut
Its FRIO GANG
In The Wave We Trust
Told Niggas On The Last Track
Trap Booming Like The NASDAQ
Thats All Facts
No Rap Cap
These Niggas Shiesty Watch Who You Dap
You Can Run With Us
You Can Run From Us
Same Ones NO Changed Numbers
Word To Cash Money I Been A Stunna
Fuck The World Ride For Your Brothers
Real Dawgz Don't Switch Sides
Make 1 Call Come 4-5
With Alotta Sticks
And All Them Guys
With A Couple Macs
And Them Large Fries
Fuck With Us
Thats Suicide
FRIO GANG
In the wave we trust
Stay Fly Stay Papered Up
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
Damn
Stay Fly Stay Papered Up
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
FRIO GANG
In the wave we trust
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
FRIO GANG
In the wave we trust
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
FRIO GANG
In the wave we trust
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
Stay Fly Stay Papered Up
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
Cant Hang With Us
Cant Hang With Us
Cant Hang With Us
Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
You Dweeb Niggas Cant Hang With Us
Written by:
Darin Campbell, Tariq Ramsey
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