FR!ES - Tenfold

You want this life then you gone have to get it tenfold
(Chi)
I'm making it happen
I cant give a fuck about you and your kinfolk

I'm changing my status on hoes
I can't just be average joe (Uhh)
I'm laid out in Mexico
I'm sipping on grown patron (Uhhhh)

So Grab this stick
And Vanish quick
My wrist (My wrist)
My bitch (My bitch)
Only ones I put on when it's lit (Yaaaa)

I mix the darker liquor with the sprite
I'm finna call out my demon

I'ma keep it a grain
I'm still with the gang
we play this shit start to the finish

Ugh
We gone play this shit start to finish
Man I'm just like a bomb, I'm ticking
I'm a keep it a bang
A key to the game
I'm leaving shit locked, I mean it

On the way to the pot, I'm eating
Nigga been leaving shit hot like Phoenix
Don't you tell me it's not my
(Hold on)
(Ugh)

Bitch I'm a
Run the shit up like a laxative
Better back this shit up like an accident

If I'm blessed
Ain't no I choose you
Definite lines it don't matter haiku

Got a Top 5 bitch
And the body top rank
One Stop trip
Ima hit it all day

(Like Aww shit)
(Aww mane)
Trust that shit like (All state)

She got places to be
But sh make plans just to see me
She's like sushi (Crunchy roll)
She show that ads
Like it's tv

Well I got these bands on me (Me)
Well I got these bags on me
Shit If I was your nigga I'd hit to the beat
And I mean that respectfully

You want this life then you gone have to get it tenfold
(Chi)
I'm making it happen
I cant give a fuck about you and your kinfolk

I'm changing my status on hoes
I can't just be average joe (Uhh)
I'm laid out in Mexico
I'm sipping on grown patron (Uhhhh)

So Grab this stick
And Vanish quick
My wrist (My wrist)
My bitch (My bitch)
Only ones I put on when it's lit (Yaaaa)

I mix the darker liquor with the sprite
I'm finna call out my demon

I'ma keep it a grain
I'm still with the gang
We play this shit start to the finish

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

The Cash in
I cashed in
Them racks in
(Uh oh)

Like adlibs
I'm back in
The bags in
(Mm hmm)

The Cash in
I cashed in
Them racks in
(Uh oh)

Like adlibs
I'm back in
The bags in
(Mm hmm)

I got a passion
I can't be reliant on badges
I can't just be high on my last supply
I just got addicted to fast shit

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Im furious kicking the glasses
I'm walking through life with my caddy
I been thinking bout changing the masses
But everything ain't what has been

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Persian rugs want my shit in a mansion
I'm a icon a Marilyn Manson
We don't cap we don't fake for attention
I'm a nigga still black as the tent is

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm a pass on that shit interception
We don't fuck with these bitches no blessings (No bless)
On the doc a Nigga is vetted
Yeah, I'm on the clock, a Nigga is setting, setting, setting
(Setting)
(Mm mm)

Written by:
Michael Gause

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