FFOE

作词 : Jonathan Smith/Alexander Izquierdo/Sean Anderson/Skyler Gordy/Lexus Lewis/Eric Delatorre/Stefan Gordy

作曲 : Jonathan Smith/Alexander Izquierdo/Sean Anderson/Skyler Gordy/Lexus Lewis/Eric Delatorre/Stefan Gordy

[ Intro ]

The best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches

I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches

I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches

And that's what you gon' get any time you ****in' with us

Finally Famous, what's up?

[Verse 1 ]

I'm on the west side of my city

Ridin' round like a tour guide

With that white girl she got a tongue ring

That might as well be a bullseye

She half naked walking 'round this bitch

I almost thought I was poolside

Tryna raw dog my... (oh!)

Like her tubes tied but that's suicide!

One time for my niggas who made something out of nothing -

Cause you could lose it all my nigga look at David Ruffin

" You could lose it twice as fast as you got it"

Got it - that's what my grandma told me

And you've got to be a dumb dumb dumb mother****er

Not to listen to what you hear from the OG's

Rollin' OG 'til I G- O

Yeah G- O, nigga, add an O-D

That's what I rep, nigga, 'til I O-D

Collecting everything that this world owes me

I told my Momma grab you any kind of car

Girl cause you my shining star, I love you everywhere you are

Back to it - to the game I am committed

My intentions: stay persistent

Workin' overtime like we get paid off commissions

And my wrist bliss, work

Ms. Gliss, man I ain't got time like my wristlit

No bitch fit, just a fit bitch

Who's only job is to make me feel terrific

[ Chorus]

Now we going strong, we'll be going going gone, 'til we on

[Verse 2]

I'm on the east side of my city

Ridin' round like it's "Doomsday"

And if you keep pushing my buttons

Might **** around and be a "Tomb Day"

Don't let go of her hand

Or it might be "Big-Sean-In-Her-Womb Day"

" Congratulations, dog!" man, that's what the whole room say

I want money and security for all of my descendants

We up in Hollywood, tryna get our hands cemented

If you don't **** with my songs

Man, you gotta **** with the intention

Tryna get my fam and friends-es

Behind Benz-es, and Cartier lenses, woah

I believe I can fly, I believe I'm the man

I believe in God

Man, they sending shots, shots, shots, shots

Like they don't believe I can die

Man, **** whoever used to tell me to stop

A legend in the making -

**** whoever told me I'm not

[Chorus]

Now we going strong, we'll be going going gone, 'til we on