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fricky (us) - a.s.a.p lyrics

produced by cl-ssick
skit [muhammed ali talking ]

i’m going hard for the pie like stifler
joker for the two-faced, poison to the riddler

verse 1
i’m just hoping that i be brief, cuz homies gotta eat
i’m praying that these haters never know me for the beef
i wanna be like kobe before he leave
now homies keep on tellin me u gotta be that ‘tony’ for the beat
so even if you don’t get it, chill baby don’t sweat it
a lotta guys k!ll the vibe but they don’t dead it
you drop a hot song, no hype u don’t get it
went from getting slept on best believe ,we goal getters
i did the bid, seen they -ss disappear boy
i make a hit, in a flash they appear boy
my only fear is to see me drinking beer
when you see me in a year you will see me in a leer, boy
i’m sounding wishful, its all i got for now
when the lyrics that you fiend about be coming out your lips true
i think its blissful, the smartest one who spits few
its all up for this cashing, swear this game will make us rich too
i nearly quit school, or was it for this misery?
you will prolly see me crying me a river like its missouri
we like a blizzard be, lyrically it’s wizardry
and vis-a-vis these feelings got me k!lling on deliveries
i am never one to hold a grudge, critics know we dope, what’s up??
flow is solely opium, got me doping for that stroke of luck
my only flaw is, i am commercially a local flop
adapting to the system , ’til i am cool with all these local blogs
[hook] 2x
peep the money, the fam (i want it asap)
the hunnies, the lames (i want it asap)
cop the jewels and the chains (i want it asap)
respect of the rap game (i want it asap)

[verse 2]
i’m achebe on these quotes
when writers come at you, they turn around and tell you you’re flamini for these flows
the labels that we know be all up in our clothes
if this is how we living, you should see us when we blow
am just modest on this beat, more like martin on the streets
if the year is ’68 , i am at the balcony besieged
see toasta got this dj who would listen and then steady yawn
you spit it intellectual they never gonna let you on
but then again, you see the setbacks is limitless
and once you dumb it down, they listen to your lyrics less
and on the up and up, you rapping like you had enough
and suddenly, you getting all the love from your women friends
message sending, depending on you too
what kinda links you wanna drop, new school?
and now these rec execs do everything to school you
your music moving numbers in the game , sudoku
cleverly you blew , career’s hit the roof
its getting into your head and now your hopeless in the booth
look, i am lyrically the truth and being sick is the proof
a lotta rappers out there need to quit to improve
[hook]

skit [muhammed ali talking ]

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