Tony Newbury - FOMW

Wyclef for my homies standing in the field
Your shit is basic, please just face it
Style replicated, nah I ain’t hating
I was just saying, me
Stadium status, greatness
Turn a showcase to a full on mosh-pit, watch this
Prime Time, Deion
Star Studded, Paramount
Drop another tape like you wonder what imma care about
Give another year I’ll be somebody none of you’d expect
Women show up to the show Tony you gotta sign my chest
Sorry bro your girl was a thot before I done got a check
Time gon pass just another day coming
Stressing bout the past, homie nah I ain’t buggin'
In a full-on rabbit race to make em bounce and get em jumpin'
Bone her out like a thug have her making harmonies
Blood stop pumping, leave a body in the street
Guess things they changed
Not the same kid that I was, no way
I ain’t even stressing bout a good old day
Me myself and you know who aboutta get paid
Doing what I wanna get the fuck out of my way
Guess things they changed
Not the same kid that I was, no way
I ain’t even stressing bout a good old day
Me myself and you know who aboutta get paid
Doing what I wanna get the fuck out of my way
As you move on it feel like everybody wanna bring you down
(Down down down down)
Lesson learned, be aware of the ones u keep around
(Round round round)
I don’t need nobody, track one keep it real
Woah slow down, tell em how you really feel
Honestly I’m fed up with talking that go behind my back
Tired of the love that I’m giving to never get it back
Cause I do a lot, baby know I do the most
Go and bend it over throw that ass to a toast
Never gave a single fuck, probably never will
Everybody gon talk bout you, don't give a damn what they feel
Life's a bitch, bigger than your childhood could expect
Will I find all the answers, will I fall in distress
Life’s a bitch, bigger than my childhood could expect
Will I find a single answer
(If I don't what's nexttt)
Guess things they changed
Not the same kid that I was, no way
I ain’t even stressing bout a good old day
Me myself and you know who aboutta get paid
Doing what I wanna get the fuck out of my way
Guess things they changed
Not the same kid that I was, no way
I ain’t even stressing bout a good old day
Me myself and you know who aboutta get paid
Doing what I wanna get the fuck out of my way

Written by:
Nicholas Lorenzo

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