FXUR/AM

Get to the bag, uh
I’ve been awake for a week, uh yeah
Hit it then laugh, uh
I'm gone be good if you leave, uh yeah
Digital dash, uh
Passenger seat when I’m lean, yeah uh
Tell me the facts, uh
You do the most when you speak, uh yeah

God bless my sins, I’m not a criminal
But I can really get rid of you
Counting my wins, ay, money residual
Never been minimal, uh
I never miss, kick that bitch out my room. Uh
Savage I have to move, uh
I never trip, ay, I don’t get mad at you, I’ll switch my avenue, uh
Sharing no intel
Like I got nothing up in there
All of my homies they been real
A nigga still sipping on gin still
They wanna tell me be gentle
That shit just fucks with my mental

Fuck wasting time I just run
Never in last I’m in frount
Why would I act like I’m tough
Shit wasn’t smooth, it was rough
Made it from hatred and drugs
Gin with some ice in my cup
Ex bitch tried ringing my phone
Why would I ever pick up
I don’t be giving no fucks
They want me down not up
Okay

I got growth on my mind
I don’t hang around with trash
Kick that bitch out my life
You knew that we would never last
On the grind
Rocking thrasher
Like I took off on a ramp
Got no time to give answers
I don’t ever call them back

Get to the bag, uh
I’ve been awake for a week, uh yeah
Hit it then laugh, uh
I'm gone be good if you leave, uh yeah
Digital dash, uh
Passenger seat when I’m lean, yeah uh
Tell me the facts, uh
You do the most when you speak, uh yeah
Get to the bag, uh
I’ve been awake for a week, uh yeah
Hit it then laugh, uh
I'm gone be good if you leave, uh yeah
Digital dash, uh
Passenger seat when I’m lean, yeah uh
Tell me the facts, uh
You do the most when you speak, uh yeah