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foolio - reach the top كلمات الأغنية

[intro: foolio]
d-mn jit, d-mn jit
i heard your -ss slinging that ‘caine man, that ‘caine man
i heard you’re goin’ through it
it’s straight though man, just keep your head high, you know what i’m saying
keep it mk

[chorus: foolio]
i started from druggin’ and thuggin’ and strugglin’ so one day i’m gon’ reach the top
i’m countin’ my blessings, that forty a weapon, my shorty be loadin’ the glock
no matter the charges, i won’t take a bargain, extortion, don’t talk to the cops
these n-gg-s be phony, you think he your homie, but really he wantin’ your spot
and really he playin’ it fake
you let that boy eat off your plate
now you ’bout catching a case
now your -ss slangin’ that ‘caine
now your -ss h-ttin’ them licks
now your -ss f-ck with the 6
now your -ss posting them bricks
i’m one hundred ain’t switching for sh-t

[verse 1: foolio]
hop out, chop out, pop out, drop top
mop out, long clip in the dropbox
you and zizza in a picture with the n-gg-
silly n-gg-, all that friendly -ss sh-t get you cropped out
on this block, in the drop, smoke an opp
say he k!llin’ ’bout his homie, need more -ss n-gg- pop out
no gang, no team, no dream
he ain’t getting no cream like the nba lock-out
lean and the act, seven six twos, they hittin’ his back
don’t get your -ss whacked
four deep in the splat, no face, got a mac
just me and lil’ zine, endin’ this world, just like the mayans
these n-gg-s be lyin’, really be b-tches and leading the blind
she f-ckin’ the crew, she f-ckin’ for molly, she f-ckin’ for tru
pop up out the blue, you lookin’ for me, i’m lookin’ for you
jump up out the jam, i don’t give a d-mn, my beat goin’ ham
they all for the ‘gram, i cannot take it, won’t tell on the fam, ayy
lean and the act, seven six twos, they hittin’ his back
don’t get your -ss whacked
four deep in the splat, no face, got a mac, b-tch

[verse 2: tweekin jit]
pull up on a n-gg- in the stunner
foolie -ss tweakin’ with the llama
foolie -ss shoot a n-gg- mama
young n-gg- runnin’ to the commas
hop out with a pistol
i’m cleanin’ his whistle, i’m freakin’ the filter
my shooters will get you
roll him in the swisher, that p-ssy a j-zzle
just me and the splat
i’m watchin’ my side, i’m watchin’ my back
not buckin’ the jack
lil bro got a mac, he not tryna chat
n-gg- get caught, he gon’ snitch
he ain’t really up in no sh-t
p-ssy on the block sayin’ jits
young n-gg- tryna hit licks
young n-gg-, i’mastay the same
foreign car steady switchin’ lanes
sweet as f-ck, i’ma snatch his chain
n-gg- whole block on flames

- foolio

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