Tokyo Rico - Fortunes Appetite

Yea yea woah woah yea ay
okay
Big ups to my best friends they be wilding out when I text them
They always shining out and be flexing
Yea we be popping off a little extra
I don't fuck around get the message
I've been so stuck with this tension
I've been so fucked I've been stressing
Put all my bands inside my checking
7 am I wake up
Bong rip
I should take more caution
And be more on the offense
Don't wanna slip mopping
Ops just turned into options
Don't wanna stop I'm locked in
Aim down the sights cocked in
Lemme get straight to the popping
He ain't no jumper taking up my shot
He ain't no Kawhi so I put him on the spot
Reaching my bumper I can't leave the parking lot
Higher than I've ever been I'm floating astronaut
Yea how have I been the only one judge?
Feel like my whole life been a mission not a job
Not a pop star
Not a rap star
Feel like rock star
With my entourage
Yea this fortunes appetite
I'm living up a higher life
And this ain't even dire times
This feel like a retired life jeez
Don't be coming at me when I'm talking on them please
These days I don't bother so I stay to sleeping please
I ain't playing with them
Still my name is being played
Through same the rhythm
If they had glasses I'd be seen in the same vision
These bitches day tripping
I'm on the same mission
This bitch ain't no regular my type
She hitting on my cellular all night
And gotta make a dinner plan tonight
Wearing the belt I'm getting sick and really fed up
Please DM or write me a letter
I think I'm getting better
But nothing lasts forever
This shit I'm just a extra
Please get me out the spectrum
Put me in a limelight
I think I'll always shine bright
Always in a high time
Never I'll be alright
Heard so many things and I wanna scream
Don't know why I'm like this so what is wrong with me?
I remember the first day on a first name basis
I've always been grave digging but stuck inside the basement
I ain't changing or saying shit that's gonna get me famous
Ain't came to play shit ima ruin your day trip
Jump off the porch it's a home run
Big ups to my best friends they be wilding out when I text them
They always shining out and be flexing
Yea we be popping off a little extra
I don't fuck around get the message
I've been so stuck with this tension
I've been so fucked I've been stressing
Put all my bands inside my checking

Written by:
Rico Lightfoot

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