Cardo - Fo lyrics

[Hook] Fo n***as in the low rider Smoking gas, screaming jet life every time they past I'm the one behind the wheel, mind on a mil Wondering how long could it last [Verse 1] Never been a square one from square one All about that there, caking layers Count it up and weight it, fair is fair I must say I'm feeling quite debonair on this speeding boat in this night air Transport this cargo rare Just recorded these, rapping like package keys Higher than the flying trapeze Might give you the roaches when I leave Closest you get to smoking like Gs Freeze, it's AOB What could you do for me? All on a b**h, but we can't all do this Some of you n***as a simp, water whip, camera pimps I'm here to close the lid on all that sh** [Hook] [Verse 2] One foot in, one foot out I can't get out, I can't get in As the wheel of fortune spin, torturing men Find my pot of gold, same time lost friends Fell out with some n***as as my ship came in Now I'm smooth sailing and they barely can swim Try Vitola, Testarossa pop-up head like showed him The road was golden and they didn't know it Like you gave up when the race was almost over You could've placed and won the trophy but you chose to fold up on me That's a luck, I can't afford to give a f** With all these b**hes trying to get it, I'm too busy living To be concerned with s**as who don't earn What I earn, you just a threat to yourself, you'll learn As the world turn, the joint burns Time machine on Dayton thirteens, I'm the one sturrin s**a scared, better cop some insurance n***as in the van on yo block, word to Big Worm [Hook x2] [Outro: The Godfather] Hyman Roth: Make sure that everybody sees the cake before we cut it. When a man comes to this point in his life, he wants to turn over the things he's been blessed with, turn them over to friends. As a reward for the friends he's had, and to make sure that everything goes well after he's gone. I want all you to enjoy your cake