FREE SMURK, BIG EDDIE & CAM - YTB FATT.mp3

[00:00.199][Intro]
[00:00.347]From the trenches for real, had to put these clothes on a clothes line (Trench baby)
[00:03.461]My no-limits from the Chi' call me Drench (I say Fox every time)
[00:06.590]You put a button on that Glock, make sure the Gen a 3 and the Glock a 9 (Which gon' shoot the best?)
[00:09.840]No lie, that shit all facts, I say to gangsters, "It's time" (In Hip-Hop)
[00:12.704]Stood firm every time they shot at me, I took the fed time
[00:16.250]Nigga, the city so small, you gon' get off a pound or get caught out of bounds (I done got my rank up)
[00:20.132]They deal me all locations, I pay for it now (Through vanish mode)
[00:22.998]I gotta chill, I'm poppin' it
[00:24.250]I notice everybody ain't got it (Tss)
[00:26.009]Gotta ride 'bout the struggle 'cause this lifestyle, everybody can't buy it
[00:28.852]I ride for Disciples, Crips, Bloods, T's, Meeks (I put on for the 5)
[00:31.999]Tss (We got plenty)
[00:32.821]Every day I go and get the switch on my 'Gram (You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
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[00:35.209][Verse]
[00:35.608]Make them niggas respect your name, show the opps you ain't playin' no games
[00:38.668]Show that bitch you don't need her, show that ho you can run up a million cash (Frrt)
[00:42.175]Get you some solid niggas, make sure they stand firm on your name
[00:44.939]I had to learn in these streets that the judge ain't playin' no games
[00:48.021]Gave my nigga a hundred fifty, be a man about your losses (Tss, tss)
[00:51.783]Every nigga you see me with, 'bout them, I'll hit the coffin
[00:54.543]I was on that frontline, one day I looked at my K and told myself
[00:57.583]Niggas constantly quittin' their dreams, but all my dreams made a million dollars
[01:00.918]I tried and tried that shit (It didn't work), I tried to pimp a bitch (Got knocked)
[01:04.580]I ain't gon' lie, only thing I ain't tryna trim is that lackin' shit (They gon' blow your ass off)
[01:08.308]I wanna do for my city, but I know they'll bitch my shit
[01:10.564]But that ain't got nothin' to do with them kids, I still buy school outfits (It's off the love)
[01:14.660]Uh, I know that she leave, then these hoes too
[01:17.664]When I came across the lethal, the Foxes did too (I'm talkin' 'bout this rap shit)
[01:20.170]Ain't no more goin' to parties, ain't no more love to harvest (Need a real one)
[01:25.438]When I die, burry her too
[01:26.974]When your circle weak, it's gon' fail (Hoo), I done seen it a hundred times
[01:30.490]Protect the ticket, protect the image, 'bout him go to jail
[01:34.255]If you'll stay with them niggas, you gon' make your bail (I done seen it a million times)
[01:36.760]A tough nigga get shot, then run and tell
[01:40.774]I respect what come with this (Foxes love)
[01:42.407]I got shot, I took my lick
[01:43.890]But you can ask around, Fatt Fox never went for shit
[01:46.559]I know a couple niggas purgin' and they got rich goin' on them hits (Hoo)
[01:49.859]I know a nigga got bodies, the city found out through a bitch (He shouldn't have told 'em)
[01:53.514]Them niggas killed my auntie a couple day before I got rich (Tss)
[01:56.794]Wonder where I be from back then to now if I would've went on that blitz (Hoo)
[02:00.140]Tired of bein' in penitentiary, tired of bein' a ****in' casket
[02:03.398]The last nigga that diss, now he can't say shit (On Zai)
[02:05.938]I was in my feelings, I don't give no ****
[02:07.697]Two hundred thousand, bulletproof truck
[02:09.202]The shit Zai told me goin' to the grave, but before that, prices goin' up
[02:12.473]I got hits like Birdman and Wayne, Fatt Fox motivation to this game
[02:15.767]I make a grown man wanna get cheese and make a fifteen year old go get your brain
[02:19.031]Every gun around me cocked and loaded, go see if dude wired up, "Fox, get on it"
[02:22.293]I really seen niggas rat on their homie, nowadays, niggas point the finger at their mama
[02:25.358]Fatt Fox take 'em to the finals, I'm on it
[02:27.159]Before Bagg came, stood firm in that corner
[02:28.679]****in' a thick Crip bitch from Compton
[02:30.478]Half these niggas with me fresh out for murder
[02:31.981]I still got brothers gettin' jailed by a jury, I'll never slip, never huggin' my jewelry
[02:35.242]Heard a nigga talkin' 'bout takin' my jewelry, grab my yopper, then I put on my jewelry (All of it)
[02:38.505]I ain't never worried 'bout a nigga, rich for real, get you killed through Twitter
[02:41.772]I got real smoke in my city, the smoke I'm in, they'll kill my sister
[02:45.034]This life I live, put on my back, my niggas kids, put on my back (Freind)
[02:48.545]Richest Foxx, put on my back, carry all my niggas on my back
[02:51.272]Loaded, pussy, can't go flat, to West Memphis that side, I can't come back
[02:54.608]I got the industry watchin' my city, two hundred racks'll wipe your whole 'jects (Your projects)
[02:57.872]Phone call, come and collect (Free Point), pay dues, I come to collect (Pay what you weigh)
[03:02.407]I got more streams in the streets than Kai Cenat
[03:04.414]I'm poppin', for real, the world'll tell you that
[03:05.899]With a rap bitch I had sex
[03:07.692]I got a real gaffer on my head, still got a bond with niggas that sleep on a mat
[03:11.008]Free all my Foxes