FIRENZE

I got so many thoughts I don't know what to say

(say)

Shit

These days **** too good at acting fake

So please keep that fake shit away

I don't wanna call you my bro

**** you don't know my mama

(nah)

And I don't like the politics

I don't goto clubs

**** I already got the chicks

I don't do hugs unless I knew you back in '96

I don't do drugs unless you talking about the way I drug out this shit

I had this beat for 6 weeks, and nothing hit me until I saw God in a dream

He asked, why you aint going hard for your dream

I said, Dog you right..I gotta come with the heat

Cause you acting like these other **** harder than me no

Im in Florence writing songs for big homie

At the four seasons , you don't know what that did to me

Now **** gotta call 5 times before they get through

Cause you got need me 5 more times than I need you

These words might kill , they lethal

I need a bad bitch wearing something seethrough

Im acting mad rich, at the Rolls Royce dealership

Looking at the coupe like, yea that's me soon