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faith685 - f.o.e lyrics

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[part 1]

[intro: faith685 & rayzor]
(south state on the track)
tell ’em boys we outside with it
keep a blade tucked, cut a cheque, handle my business

[verse 1: faith685]
tell ’em boys we outside with it (rraah)
m.o.b., f.o.e., that’s my business
runnin’ up a cheque, we ain’t tryna do no side mission (baow)
keep a razor tucked if brodie catch a night vision

[verse 2: rayzor]
keep a blade tucked, cut a cheque, handle my business
rayzor cut throat but i’ll never leave a eye witness
chillin’ outside with the gang, how we stay with it
come for my guwop, get your family grave diggin’

[verse 3: faith685]
makin’ all this moola, shakin’ bunda, tryna earn a c
come back through with bros, linin’ roads, still concealin’ heat
i was in the stu’ makin’ hits, why you envy me?
look me in my eyes, you can’t tell me this was destiny

[verse 4: rayzor]
i ain’t tryna chat with anybody ‘less it’s ’bout the green
i just wanna print the paper, hunnids in ’bout fifty sheets
think i’m tryna make a name, you trippin’ on your f+ckin’ feet
makin’ money, i don’t give a f+ck if you remember me (yeah+eah)
[verse 5: faith685 & rayzor]
fillin’ up this bag, i don’t care, bring the cash out
walkin’ like a water park, steppin’ in splashed out
talkin’ out his neck, leave him stretched, we don’t back down
man down, really sad now, should’ve tapped out
yeah, yeah should’ve tapped out
money can’t buy happiness, i’m smilin’ with my racks out
pullin’ all these strings, lettin’ ring shots in the background
did it by myself, no silver spoon or a handout
yeah, versace got me wicked in the face
i’m with faith, drillin’ with dior shades, sittin’ pretty on the braids
told her “i’m the man,” no mistakes, louis belt for the waist, only dosh is what i chase, on the gang

[part 2]

[intro: faith685]
(south state on the track)
i’m the man, no mistake
dosh is what i chase, on the+

[verse 1: rayzor & faith685]
damage lock the bank up, g’ six fig’s up, big bag in the g63
r.i.p. tg, man f+ck, should be gettin’ this cheese with me, no cap
you can never compete with the members, celtics based, we the top contenders (yuh)
i’ma spark this green, man step back, let me just glide this beat like a jet pack
and the blueprints left no setbacks, we investin’, steady makin’ that bread back
on the map, tryna find where the x at, money interestin’, ‘specially big stacks
i can keep this goin’ all day while faith put the f+o+es in their place (gang, gang, yeah)
self made, tucked up in a case (ayy)
real sharp like a razor blade
[verse 2: faith685 & rayzor]
screws are loose but always calibrated (baow)
hatin’ on the net will get you checked and then evaporated (graah)
it’s a different cause, we run to guwop and get infatuated
++++ a snitch, cries to mummy when he’s isolated
i don’t care ’bout drills, i just wanna see this money stack up (wanna see this money stack up)
pilin’ up this week, creatin’ business for another chapter (for another chapter)
been a different breed since a teen, now i’m a main attractor (main attractor)
weigh your differences ’cause your differences could be your attacker, gang

[outro: faith685]
gang, gang, gang, gang
gang



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