FWYT
Chris Prythm
GENRE
See you doin better huh
Thought you something reg-u-lar
See I'm having fun with it
Packed it up and run with it
I ain't chasing dreams
Making schemes, big boy
I'm just be getting loose
Let the money come to me (hey!)
New age, I ain't changed
I'm just on my new thang
Who knew, you thought, them boys no lane
Now we run shit yous a lame
Big bidness stack chips fuck the, fame
Drowning they bounded by that weight around 'em We know
Ego got you feeling lethal but you no compete tho
Everybody love me I don't really get thе hate
One in a million / do the math a rеason that they say
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Everybody love me I don't really get the hate
One in a million / do the math a reason that they say
Fuck what you think
No control man
Whole van
Fully loaded we rollin'
Stay cool since preschool
Sipping juice boxes with cold hands
Savage Conan , yet classic like I’m Chopin
These vultures try to peep my shows to steal my flow like cool man
They might try but they not I two LLs
I’m cruel with my tool belt yes I state my mind
A savant who keeps surpassing more rotations than a laundry mat
I fell into that well until I guess that rap was Lassie
Have me geeking shit
I been speaking since
We was on the street to get that heat up passing leaflets and CDs
Only radio we was heard is CBs now we plotting in laboratories wrecking shit like Didi
Leaving marks on raps graffiti guess that’s Veni Vidi Vici
Proceed to go and see me ascend on that ET
While I raise my hand to speak like greetings I’m gone
So long
Hold on
We On
So FUCK what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Everybody love me I don't really get the hate
One in a million / do the math a reason that they say
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Everybody love me I don't really get the hate
One in a million / do the math a reason that they say
Fuck what you think
Thought you something reg-u-lar
See I'm having fun with it
Packed it up and run with it
I ain't chasing dreams
Making schemes, big boy
I'm just be getting loose
Let the money come to me (hey!)
New age, I ain't changed
I'm just on my new thang
Who knew, you thought, them boys no lane
Now we run shit yous a lame
Big bidness stack chips fuck the, fame
Drowning they bounded by that weight around 'em We know
Ego got you feeling lethal but you no compete tho
Everybody love me I don't really get thе hate
One in a million / do the math a rеason that they say
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Everybody love me I don't really get the hate
One in a million / do the math a reason that they say
Fuck what you think
No control man
Whole van
Fully loaded we rollin'
Stay cool since preschool
Sipping juice boxes with cold hands
Savage Conan , yet classic like I’m Chopin
These vultures try to peep my shows to steal my flow like cool man
They might try but they not I two LLs
I’m cruel with my tool belt yes I state my mind
A savant who keeps surpassing more rotations than a laundry mat
I fell into that well until I guess that rap was Lassie
Have me geeking shit
I been speaking since
We was on the street to get that heat up passing leaflets and CDs
Only radio we was heard is CBs now we plotting in laboratories wrecking shit like Didi
Leaving marks on raps graffiti guess that’s Veni Vidi Vici
Proceed to go and see me ascend on that ET
While I raise my hand to speak like greetings I’m gone
So long
Hold on
We On
So FUCK what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Everybody love me I don't really get the hate
One in a million / do the math a reason that they say
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you think
Everybody love me I don't really get the hate
One in a million / do the math a reason that they say
Fuck what you think
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