FR (For Real) Part 2

Verse

Switch up the scene like a backdrop, you are not part of the scene
Shawty please don't take your pants off, you ain't the girl of my dreams
I am not taking my mask off, I am not something you've seen
She wanna come when the tags pop, nah, you are not part of my fees

I hear that you wanna live lavish, wanna be Savage or was it bad bitch
Wanna get all of these fabrics, they gonna vanish, you gon be famished
Can you not see that's just average, light up that blunt man I'm done with this ratchet
Shooter aim like assassins, make a mistake and he'll shoot like it's practice

Hook
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
I go hard
I go hard
I go hard
I go hard
I go hard
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

Verse

I don't do xannies
I roll up fatties
She call me, wait who is your daddy

I'm with the homies
They are not phoney
Clearly I'm busy, so you cannot phone me

I be a master
And a disaster
I'm tryna blow up like I be a blaster

She wanna hurt me but I got a plaster
Hitting my lick, I'mma check on you after

Look at my wrist
These aren't the scars of depression, they show that I'm working, I'm tryna get rich
Niggas are beefing because we be eating, man can't you see you is a bitch

I be the sickest and there is no antidote
Murder the game and they say I'm an animal
You telling me you ain't seen that I am the goat
Oh my God

Hook
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
I go hard
I go hard
I go hard
I go hard
I go hard
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God