Fabo - Digits

I go and get it, dash to the bag
If you wanted my digits, you call I collect
Hop out your feelings and make up a check
I been after the millions, you hate I'm up next
Manifestations taught me to live
Fashion and fragrance want me to drip
Catching the changes, hold on a second
Don't get trapped in a phase, I won't fold like the rest

Whole lot of rage on the set with an armada waiting for my breath
Flying down the Kennedy with no fucks for the feds because I got all this energy breathing down my neck
Apply the pressure, without a lecture, this grade is A
One life, all bite no bark day to day
This the sector, a neck above the water, feel the wave
Take flight, like Mike, I'm balling
NBA

I go and get it, dash to the bag
If you wanted my digits, you call I collect
Hop out your feelings and make up a check
I been after the millions, you hate I'm up next
Manifestations taught me to live
Fashion and fragrance want me to drip
Catching the changes, hold on a second
Don't get trapped in a phase, I won't fold like the rest

Hot like blazing, I think I need a drink
I swim in the ocean, you fishin in a creek
My wave is approaching, take cover, tsunami
Bitches want to touch and they wonder who I be
Ya'll already know I'm from the mo'fuckin streets
Hustle everyday, I'm a mo'fuckin beast
I don't throw shade bitch I'm glowin like the beam
Mind your lane before you end up on a tee
Smoke propane, you know the mother fucking vibe
Stone cold flavor with money on mind
Time gonna change up, so live to love the grind
Gears are going to shift
I'm gonna mo'fuckin ride

I go and get it, dash to the bag
If you wanted my digits, you call I collect
Hop out your feelings and make up a check
I been after the millions, you hate I'm up next
Manifestations taught me to live
Fashion and fragrance want me to drip
Catching the changes, hold on a second
Don't get trapped in a phase, I won't fold like the rest

Written by:
Fabian Rangel

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