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What is this I feel
A feeling oh so real
A feeling I yearn to feel
A day without you is like
A day without the night skies
Just doesn’t feel right
Cupid is my witness
I’m falling like nobody’s business
Want me then come get it
I didn’t know but now I get it
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Feelings through the ceiling
I’m blushing I’m smiling I’m litted
I can’t hide these feelings
You the one I’m digging
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Ow
This just the beginning
Top of the inning
I’m in it to win it
Looking back like yea we did it
I’m falling for you
I hope I’m falling with you
Ow
I have every right to fall in love with you
First time in my life I fell for something true
You are now my halo halo
You are now my halo halo
You are now my halo halo
You are now my halo halo
Cupid is my witness
I’m falling like nobody’s business
Want me then come get it
I didn’t know but now I get it
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Feelings through the ceiling
I’m blushing I’m smiling I’m litted
I can’t hide these feelings
You the one I’m digging
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Ow
This just the beginning
Top of the inning
I’m in it to win it
Looking back like yea we did it
I’m falling for you
I hope I’m falling with you
Ow

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Wake up every day, bitch I feel like a star
Gang with me don’t get your ass popped
Tweak with the squad we gon’ take this shit far
Finesse a fucking clown don’t get your ass rocked
Just bought some pints man, finna get some pops
When I’m in the mall don’t leave my gun in the car
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Spent a real big sack and it’s still on the receipt in the register
I just stepped out Balenciagas eleven duh
Baptized your bitch you know I gotta Reverend her
Shit we just committed I ain’t telling her
Jury say I’m guilty, tryna stick me in the box
Told my lawyer I was counting guap and getting top
My young niggas fighting for their life, I gotta break them out
Just found out your hiding spot, I got them staking out
Slide down, we ain’t dining in, we got to take them out
Leave a fuck nigga on the ground and have them rake em out
Call up the nearest Clark Kent, tell him save them now
Peel off in that Bruce Wayne, got to make it out
I’m addicted to money and fancy cars
You ain’t Glory Boy you ain’t Savage Squad
You know you can’t be out after dark
Let the tech and mac off, that’s a damn menage
My bitch got an ass like Nicki Minaj
Went through her phone all I see is my collage
I’m 61st and foreigns all up in my garages
They be hating on me trying to sabotage

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Wake up every day, bitch I feel like a star
Gang with me don’t get your ass popped
Tweak with the squad we gon’ take this shit far
Finesse a fucking clown don’t get your ass rocked
Just bought some pints man, finna get some pops
When I’m in the mall don’t leave my gun in the car
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job

[Verse 2: Fredo Santana]
Sneak dissing on the net I put money on your head
Damn, the next day they found your ass dead
All face shots man we don’t shoot at legs
Middle finger to the opps, Middle finger to the feds
I let them play with big guns like them ARs
You ain’t Glory Boy, you ain’t Savage Squad
You ain’t from the streets, you ain’t with the mob
Caught a nigga slipping, I was camouflaged
Shoot him in the face leave him in his fucking yard
With that fucking chopper, I be flipping cards
Got shorties 15 ready to catch a charge
And they be on Front Street yelling Savage Squad

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Wake up every day, bitch I feel like a star
Gang with me don’t get your ass popped
Tweak with the squad we gon’ take this shit far
Finesse a fucking clown don’t get your ass rocked
Just bought some pints man, finna get some pops
When I’m in the mall don’t leave my gun in the car
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

[Verse 1]
I’ma get a feast, you can have a seat, stuntin’ casualties
Hit LA, ’cause in Chiraq, it be hot as grease
Treat a bitch, how she like me now, told that bitch to flee
She a flee, I’m a fuckin’ beast, walk up by a creek
In the trap, what you want a P? Go come with that fee
Takin’ trips, and I’m gonna see what you’ll never see
Bitch I turned out everything that I planned to be
Ain’t no success with Plan A, then it’s Plan B
Ain’t no maybe with this gang shit, it’s a guarantee
Man these bitches all in my hair, like some Pantene
All I need is the biggest firm to defend me
Couldn’t box no fucks to give, so I left it empty

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

[Verse 2]
Nigga you a dork, and I’m very important
Goin’ Randy Orton, police get behind you, that don’t mean abort
Hit the scene, hoes, bunch of green, bitch lets fill a pint
Touchdown, one for the team, that’s what they like to see
Kanye, slow down, drive slow
How you like me? I’m a dog what’s the pack code
Get my feet down, it’s so comfy
Smell some slices, in a bakery, I’m going Kimbo
Dehydrated, I need Fiji
Touch remote to the TV
Hit the arco like habibi
You see that foreign? It’s 250
Lets see who all leave the parking lot when we start pullin’ out
And this thoinky so damn loud it’s like I cannot put it out

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

[Chorus]
Seize the parking lot its Mayday(day,day)
Folk nem riding with my AK, (AK, AK)
Bullets coming out like hair spray (spray, spray)
Fuck these niggas cause they super, super fake (fake)
Kick it with your bitch like I’m Liu Kang
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I’mma count this counter like stil, still, stee, stee!
Man i swear the system tryna milk me!

[Verse 1]
New two seater, new leather
New Beretta, new count, a new medal
New leather, new hoes, new money
New house, two levels!
New bag, new me
Patch on my pants it’s a B
That remedy, best believe
I’m really high, ain’t no catching me
Hair long, money long
Bitches like to smell my cologne
They get footlonged, fucked on
"Bitch, bye" sent home, fuck on
"Calm down, fucks wrong?
Stop calling my motherfucking phone!"
Move on, let alone, you be running round
Getting fucked on

[Chorus]
Seize the parking lot its Mayday(day,day)
Folk nem riding with my AK, (AK, AK)
Bullets coming out like hair spray (spray, spray)
Fuck these niggas cause they super, super fake (fake)
Kick it with your bitch like I’m Liu Kang
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Man i swear the system tryna milk me!

[Verse 2]
The mud tryna kill, kill me
Got thot face down on some silk, silk sheets
The jury tryna stick my lawyer "Help, help me"
These fucking cops tryna jail, jail me!
Man you gotta understand yea, yea
I own stacks and ride with Benz yea, yea
Detain dinero, had to, yea, yea, yea
I throw it in a Louie bag yea, yea, yea

[Chorus]
Seize the parking lot its Mayday(day,day)
Folk nem riding with my AK, (AK, AK)
Bullets coming out like hair spray (spray, spray)
Fuck these niggas cause they super, super fake (fake)
Kicking with your bitch like I’m Liu Kang
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Man i swear the system tryna milk me!

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

[Verse 1]
I got big rings, I got big bank
I got chips, Lays, finna hit Chase
Eating filet mignon, aye
Living like a playa, priest to a maid
It’s all about the free, she gon’ let me skeet
She said you rollin’, we put you on your knees
I gotta bitch that look like Kelly Bundy
But then she woulda said that I was ugly

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

[Verse 2]
High baby doll, call me Ice
You are all doomed to delight
Give me some Sprite and some ice
Walked in the bank like "Hi"
Honey, I’m home
Think I’m Randy Moss, I’m going wild
She think I’m Krayzie Bone, but she gon’ let me bone
You saying this and that, but you high
I’m in LA but I’m on my fucking way to Rome
Turn a .4-0 to two tone, you know I gotta shit on em
Gotta get my poop on, I was tired of driving trucks
Had to get my coupe on, I started with one verse
Had to get my two on

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purp
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs