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rock to fakie records - fritzy - curtains closed (feat. l!l bro & canon) lyrics

[verse 1: fritzy & l!l bro]
so listen twice
you need to take the advice
between both sides draw the finest lines
not kind to the feline
beat it from the back one time
and she left thinking bout this life
she could live with me
we can keep it lowkey
tinted out her windows
so her friends don’t see me
i’m poppin out of your screen like it’s 3d
love at first sight
but you don’t wanna meet me
hypnotistic & i think like a genie
pick your poison
i’m addicted they feinin’
talking down every girl on her knees
i been calling
making plans up in d.c
ima just try & go follow my drеams
i might just sip, smoke
pop a bean
big ass house with a small ass tеam
when i live like this i guess you’ll see
pass the cup cause i been itching to sip it
don’t lead me on
they favorite genre is fiction
i’m faded falling down inside of a pit
with no plan of crawling out my body too damaged
big emergency the city gon’ panic
yo b+tch gon flirt cause she in love with my manners
that bridge is burning
twisting, turning & settled
forget the word
i’m on whole ‘nother level
i bought the world
& took it over in seconds
when life is a b+tch
go & buy her a necklace
forget all the stressin’
i leave you with no second guesses
i fill up her life with emotion & medicine
get lit for a night
don’t approach me i’m heaven sent
private jet fly in the sky like a pelican
alien ship lookin’ whip different specimen
i had to zoom off the scene with no evidence
[chorus: fritzy]
you said that you love me
then f+cked with my mans
d+mn
how does the love work?
she said i look high
but i don’t do xans
d+mn
how do the drugs
potentially sky high
i’m in the clouds rolling up loud
& my lungs hurt
there’s no need to fuss
we switching the subject or closing the curtain
should’ve never had bought her a birkin

[verse 2: fritzy & l!l bro]
take a minute just to look in the mirror
the man i saw wasn’t moving the same
the blatant tricks that appear in my vision
are of a man whos going insane
the sh+t i do they’d of never predicted it
picture perfect i ain’t taking an image
but she wanna go where she think i’m headed
but i’m on a mission with b+tches & benjamins
goat status i’m ahead of my class
sh+t talking, bet i’m whooping your ass
p+ssed off no hesitation
when i lift off got my foot on the gas
got some demons that i carry around
we grinding you just standing around
rtf bet we making a sound
we vibe you just turning it down
feline man you boys are some b+tches
peace sign then we pulling extensions
east side bring it out to the west
cause i’m elon way i’m tryna getting rich
neon on the whip
rewind hit a drift
restock, get a zip
designer my kicks
tell your honor that i’m pleading the fifth
got a pocket full of cash & no way to spend it
the rocket too but there ain’t nowhere to send it
vvs diamonds the chain started spinning
pull up to the studio and get to spitting
no kidding
cause i been that kid on a mission
to give it my all been the only intention
so listen to me for a second
i stay in the background
when the spotlight on me i keep it attentive
[chorus: fritzy]
you said that you love me
but f+cked with my mans
d+mn
how does the love work
you said i look high
but i don’t do xans
d+mn
how do the drugs work
potentially sky high
i’m in the clouds rolling up loud & my lungs hurt
there’s no need to fuss
we switching the subject or closing the curtain
should’ve never had bought her a birkin

[verse 3: canon]
somehow i’m still getting money
somehow i’m still getting guap
i’m the goat like lebron but i ain’t gonna flop
i go to chipotle i need me the guac
don’t care ‘bout the cost
i’m finna put this sh+t down
ain’t talking ‘bout the brown
i’m talking ‘bout the maserati need a crown
we lit at 7
that’s how we get down
we make a fool out that b+tch she a clown
i know you be rolling with b+tches
i run with the kings
we stay with the crown
get the f+ck off of my d+ck please
i’m finna blow up, i put that sh+t simply
you just a friend so don’t try to get friendly
i climb to the top but i ain’t moving steadily
climb to the top and i move exponentially
l!l bro smoking weed
and it’s mixed with the ketamine
three b+tches one night just like a triathlon
flipping the bands just like i was a spatula
rapping this sh+t just like i’m polo rapalot
i do this for real, b+tch i’m canon rapalot
i’m an average dude
hit them b+tches on snap a lot
always got chapstick
my lips they get chapped a lot
look at your homie
he steady lurking
taking your b+tch i put him on a shirt
and you want your revenge
but my brother gon’ murk you
the bands in my pocket to buy her a birkin
i shouldn’t have bought it
shouldn’t have splurged for her
finished my act and i’m closing the curtain

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