Verse1
I told that b**h bring a friend she better be 10
(Bl-oW)
Time to make sure the party begins
Bring a vowel and make sure it's an “O”
Ill breaks it down with the homies soon as I finish this show
Selfishness not condoned
Toothbrush and my phone
Suitcase filled with clothes almost time to get home
This girl s**ed me until I'm weak I had to leave the crib she kept touching me in my sleep
And her feelings getting too deep and me
Too reserved you really must have some nerve
You'll understand me better if you sit back and just observe
Gotta hold back your ego
Me and Sholz the second coming of Guru and Primo
Trying to live like a Beatle
From Abbey to Berwick Road to the heart of Jamaica Queens
I'm making money from shows some call it chasing a dream
I'm focused on the latter
White wine in my bladder
Pockets little bit fatter
Not really worth bragging
Just give me the beat ill turn into the music a**a**in
I'm A
Chorus
Verse 2
Bl-oW
A n***a k**ing sh** trying to be good but I'm spitting it out so venomous
Snake like break mics
Lyrical beast sh**
Brake lights behind the car
Doorway half ajar
No limelight just hit the bar
Scope the scene swaggin with the shoulder lean
Of course I'm clean
Alexander McQueen jackets
It was a gift
Find it hard to coexist with these fake people I'm learning though
Hit the stage I'm not afraid I just burn the show
No features Jordan sneakers and all of this pain
A feeling I can't explain traveling through my veins
I squeeze the mic until my forearm cramped
Focus the Truth or Foc Trilla
Dressed like a dope dealer
These guys cool but me I'm a gorilla
Beating my chest
I want to quit but I'm one of the best
In love with success
I see it in the mirror
That's why I feel you when you say I'm realer
But still you dudes looking unfamiliar
I'm a k**er
Last Verse
Feed the fam eat good and avoid prison
Music murderer I'm starting feel like my vibe different
Bound to get this money I can feel it my eyes twitching
Was raised to close my mouth G'zz don't tolerate dry snitching
Drive slow playing life after d**h
Feeling so notorious
Old school gangsta flows this is euphoria
Wise with the heart of a lion cuz I'm a warrior
Not done smashing these songs go get the coroner
I'm a mother f**ing k**er n***a
That's why they call me Foc Trilla n***a
And I ain't made it till I'm riding down my block with Miley Cyrus
And I'm in a chinchilla
n***a