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guapdad 4000 - fraudulent feng shui lyrics

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(chorus)
i just wanna focus and save my dough
you don’t want nothing but fame, i know
when i was down
you wasn’t round
but now i got bottles on the table and you here right now
yea, i just wanna know who here for me
i just wanna know who here for me
i just wanna know who here for me
b+tch you here for me?

(verse 1)
finna light a candle in this b+tch, ay
b+tches f+ckin’ up my feng shui, ay
come around me, talkin’ all that broke sh+t, b+tch, ay
you can go the other way, ay
peep my psyche, i’m an animal, ay
balenciaga on my f+ckin’ shoe, ay
she got a friend so i add her too, ay
i’m just cookin’ like i’m ratatouille
ay, scamboy, rd
gettin my own money, like i live in a rv
drive, need a boost, like he sit in a car seat
plug out in persia, i talk to to him, and foresee
me and the dog changed, i can sign the ice age
when you get money, b+tches change, your life change
feelin’ like a sniper, got aim, your sight change
mike jack thriller when night came, ay, yea

(chorus)
i just wanna focus and save my dough
you don’t want nothing but fame, i know
when i was down
you wasn’t round
but now i got bottles on the table and you here right now
yea, i just wanna know who here for me
i just wanna know who here for me
i just wanna know who here for me
b+tch you here for me?

(verse 2)
but let me down as i make my descent
from the top
i got a chip on my shoulder from
kickin’ rocks, got a stone on the finger, but sh+t
shes a (?)
then the head took me for granted, i had to counter top
its because of hoes like her, i can’t act right
i f+cked everybody b+tch, once a n+gga f+cked mine
i said “f+ck my mistakes, hoe, you outta line.” ay
we do some backwards sh+t every single time
but i live in toxicity
yea i got a real n+gga proximity
that means my mood is no bill of tea(?)
yea, i got gunned a more ‘bility
posted at the house, and im just watchin’
yea, you (?), throw the choppa’
and the 40, but don’t shoot it
i’m too cautious, got a shooter
hes a shorty, but his aim is way too proper
baddie from new orleans, talkin’ bout im talkin’ proper, (yea) f+ck

(chorus)
i just wanna focus and save my dough
you don’t want nothing but fame, i know
when i was down
you wasn’t round
but now i got bottles on the table and you here right now
yea, i just wanna know who here for me
i just wanna know who here for me
i just wanna know who here for me
b+tch you here for me?



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