fru - far from glorious lyrics
(intro : darius wolley)
aye what i shot for take me back to 94
chris wallace what he was ready to die for
(chorus : darius wolley)
you know what my story is far from glorious talk big sh-t i gotta be notorious
i gotta be notorious
talk big sh-t i gotta be notorious
(verse 1 : fru)
work that , surf that
get back music with the top back
dream k!llers played out like hubcaps
dissect a n-gga stuck on his craft
million stacks i’m trying to touch that
tell them gatekeepers go on fallback
new money new b-tches
new hundreds new fifties
-ss to phat like 2 nicki’s
pull up on that b-tch like u riding with me
talking big sh-t like i’m new biggie
pushing caprice like its new bentley
new bentley , new bentley
swerve on these n-ggas like its new bentley new bentley new bentley
talking big sh-t like i’m new biggie
solidify my game never miss when i aim n-ggas run up on me they gon catch up with the flames talk behind my back as they whisper my name but this train ain’t getting off the track until i say ….
rappers get their feeling caught up in this rap sh-t but how could you not when they blame us for everything gun violence i mean everything
so funny how we act heaven sent
but that’s okay as long as i get paid to do my thing i’mma smoke and i’mma drink until them suckas go insane it’ll take me a few setbacks to get me off this plane cuz i’m going out with a bang i’m going out with a bang yeah
(chorus : darius wolley repeat 2x)
(verse 2 : fru)
visionary , box chevy , 2 b-tches , 2 crazy bottle of henny
cuz i talk a lotta sh-t off the goose
she trashing the telly in her birthday suit
d-mn dc shorties is the truth
gotta love it a brick to a house gotta cut it got my thoughts racing through my brain like a stampede gotta get it gotta get it ugh
u pressed off the limelight i’m pressed off the digits , bands
we just living for today we don’t make no plans trying to establish a brand
n-ggas talking about the bread they be getting but can’t count that in one hand
how you figure you got the game in a chokehold but you ain’t got no stans , godd-mn
run through these streets like a stand up guy
for what i believe in i’m going to die
life expectancy for us n-ggas so low
that’s why these suckas ain’t letting us fly
30 plus grinding over 10 years the blood the sweat and the tears i cry when n-ggas wanna stick me for my paper d-mn but that’s okay as long as i get paid to do my thing i’mma smoke and i’mma drink until them suckas go insane it’ll take me a few setbacks to get me off this plane cuz i’m going out with a bang i’m going out with a bang yeah
(chorus : darius wolley repeat 2x)
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