Man, figured it would be so damn easy
But I’m sitting in my bedroom, thinking my sh#ts off the heezy
Maybe it isn’t, maybe I’m nothing different
Complicate all my sh#t, ’cause I f#ck with all that indifference
We just tryna make it dog, gotta feed my kids
Tryna steady cake it bruh, labels make your bids
You can buy my soul, but won’t ever get my heart
Even if it means having all my albums without that cover art
God dang, fly to death, Foot Locker tee on my chest
I ain’t ever had a chain, nor a ring, finer things
I don’t care ’cause I don’t need it, won’t live life so conceited
Yeah, you best habeeb it
b#tch n#gg#, you best believe it
Yeah, Fohshigga
Uh huh, Fohshigga
That’s true
My n#gg# what
Fohshigga, igga, igga, b#tch
Yeah, Fohshigga
Uh huh, Fohshigga
That’s true
My n#gg# what
Fohshigga, igga, igga, b#tch
Big Guwop, that next 2Pac
And I won’t stop, ’til I reach that top
‘Cause that sh#t lame, we need that change
We need my name up in the game
Rep my city while I hold my dick
b#tches gon’ moan when I slurp on that cl#t
f#ck with me n#gg#, I’m killing this sh#t
Beats from the bedroom, got no clique
Test my patience, that’s what up, just wait, finna call your bluff
You don’t like me, but don’t hate me, please bro, can you still just rate me
Put this sh#t on Worldstar, ’cause I know I’ll watch it too
Oh sh#t, look, it’s the Weeknd
Guess your girl gon’ love the crew [Oh]
God dang, fly to death, Foot Locker tee on my chest
I ain’t ever had a chain, nor a ring, finer things
I don’t care ’cause I don’t need it, won’t live life so conceited
Yeah, you best habeeb it
b#tch n#gg#, you best believe it
Yeah, Fohshigga
Uh huh, Fohshigga
That’s true
My n#gg# what
Fohshigga, igga, igga, b#tch
Yeah, Fohshigga
Uh huh, Fohshigga
That’s true
My n#gg# what
Fohshigga, igga, igga, b#tch
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