Fadah - The Issue

Yea, a it's Fadah, man
Everytime I come around a mafucka got a problem shorty
They say you this, then they say you that
I don't know what the fuck the problem is

I'll tell you issue
The issue is me in the making
I wake up and hustle like they done took Sunny and A Boogie sittin on weight
Bitch I'm Money Mitch yeah I trap off a iPhone but I coulda jugged with a pager
If I'm with my honey get call 'bout the money I tell her she seeing me later
"Bye Fadah!"
I swear you done started me
This rap shit apart of me
This street shit apart of me call to my blood I might tell 'em put smoke to yo arteries
I might do a show get my first 20k and go blow it like I hit the lottery
That's after I split it wit all of my niggas who ain't let me tweak on the star in me

If that nigga owe me I'm takin his brain and leaving him clueless
I pull up wit shooters all I do is scratch niggas off the to-do list
I was bout 8 when I made the decision to work like my mama be starving me
I was 13 when I made the decision to hustle my mama she started me
I went thru the mud
I got me a plug
I started to jug ya ya
Now niggas they giving me mugs and they bitches givin me hugs ya ya
Them niggas they givin me mugs and my niggas givin em slugs ya ya
I mighta just turned 21 but I been gettin up in the clubs ya ya
I ain't too far from them figures
You ain't too far from my niggas
I give a location they act like they farmers and pull up and slaughter you niggas
They tell me we got it just stick to this rapping and keep getting smarter on niggas
I tell em' "I do man that might be the issue I keep goin harder on niggas"

Nah nigga I'll tell you issue
The issue is me in the making
I wake up and hustle like they done took Sunny and A Boogie sittin on weight
Bitch I'm Money Mitch yeah I trap off a iPhone but I coulda jugged with a pager
If I'm with my honey get call 'bout the money I tell her she seeing me later
"Bye Fadah!"
I swear you done started me
This rap shit apart of me
This street shit apart of me call to my blood I might tell 'em put smoke to yo arteries
I might do a show get my first 20k and go blow it like I hit the lottery
That's after I split it wit all of my niggas who ain't let me tweak on the star in me

I be that nigga to show up with lung candy just to make sure they understand me
Could give them lil niggas a mafuckin quarter pound and tell em I want a closed casket
Ain't talking Easter in bringing the reefer my nigga I'm smoking the whole basket
I was on Andrew to post the shit up to the site cuz I know he had just landed
I feel like 50 cent after Many Men
I know it's more niggas tryna come and get me
Wait till he naked then they gone do the man
Ain't know I sent her you thought it was a quickie
Pop out a foreign, pop in a mini van
Hop out a buggie hop in mini coup
Long as that mafucka get from a to b
We gone use it like that bitch be using you
I shouldnt say the shit I be confusing you, you catch me snoozing then pick up the ruler
I never got it till I fucked a Rican man I swear she love me live I'm Aventura
I never got it till I gave em lessons compensate a nigga I'm a Avid tutor
They say the issue is I keep complaining and I'm too dramatic Ima over do'er

Nah nigga I'll tell you issue
The issue is me in the making
I wake up and hustle like they done took Sunny and A Boogie sittin on weight
Bitch I'm Money Mitch yeah I trap off a iPhone but I coulda jugged with a pager
If I'm with my honey get call 'bout the money I tell her she seeing me later
"Bye Fadah!"
I swear you done started me
This rap shit apart of me
This street shit apart of me call to my blood I might tell 'em put smoke to yo arteries
I might do a show get my first 20k and go blow it like I hit the lottery
That's after I split it wit all of my niggas who ain't let me tweak on the star in me
Straight up!

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