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lirik lagu fashawn - friday fire cypher - sway's universe

[verse 1: fashawn]
yo, friends come and they go, so
i hit and left, chick on the steps
didn’t expect, givin’ me neck
flippin’ my [?] to death
grip it and rip it to shreds
gritty and i’m gettin’ this bread
n~ggas is…

[intermission: fashawn and sway]
hold up, let the b~tch breathe
take your time
ok, uh, yo, uh

[verse 2:fashawn]
yo i’m young f, dumb fresh
three chains, one chest
aka unimpressed
n~gga, i’m from the f
that’s f~r~e~s
n~o professional
it’s all love, n~gga, x and o
might just pop a x and go
yeah, i’m from ca n~gga all day
catch me in a hallway with an ak
all day, uh
always, got entrees, uh
so i’m serving like a waiter, uh
y’all n~ggas is haters
[verse 3: ben g, fashawn, both]
it’s go time
some more rhymes (okay)
since ’09 (’09)
i been gettin it (uh)
from my first mixtape with green lantern all out to kush packs
that’s the motherf~ck about ben g, i don’t push back
yeah shade 45 this is a ransom
sway call kanye, i got the answer
ben g, i’m back in this b~tch
my attitude, backpackin’ this b~tch (ah!)
full of packs in this b~tch
i do not act in this b~tch
do not give me a oscar
b~tch we are poppin’
the last one i pulled out the bag, this one is coming off the top
i came off the block, cause them cops is too hot

[verse 4: fashawn]
hot, yuck, n~ggas hit ’em f~ckin’ shots
like ya,ya,ya n~ggas know that’s me
uh, fresh off the f, can’t test me, yeah
matter of fact, don’t call the cops, n~gga arrest me!
young f~a~s~h~a~w~n
you n~ggas got no idea how much motherf~ckin’ trouble you in
and that’s me n~gga,that’s g n~gga
that’s freestyle, no written man, that’s free n~gga
you gotta pay for it, it ain’t free n~gga
word, word to my n~ggas in the o~a~k~l~a~n~d
fresno, la all the way to the motherf~ckin’ fz, what’s up
ca in your area, uh , bout to cause hysteria, uh
sick as malaria, and what up!
[verse 5: ben g]
i’m not a mainstream rapper
i ain’t hollywood and i can’t be an actor
where the traffickers, trappers
all you rapper straight ass and you backwards
i can’t hold back laughter, you mix~eyed master, nothing comes after
i’m a crazy ass b~st~rd, paint it from the bottom of the ladder
they say i don’t look the part but i’m coming from the heart
ain’t that what you call art? went hard from the start
i walk around my city, no security is with me ain’t n0body pulled my card
n0body will, everybody chill, everybody know the deal, we real
and the flow ‘sycho, but i ain’t got mental patients keep sayin’ i’m ill

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