Lyrics Hov - FARI

Said what its like, like, like yea
Said what it′s like to be that nigga yea
Name getting bigger I ain't never sold no roc
But shit I′m feeling like I'm jigga shit I'm feeling like I′m hov
Still hitting hoes from my code in the Ville niggas still catching toe
Tags, still in my bag
Reminiscing on them times when I was stuck up in them class
Rooms, uh time coming soon niggas shooting for the stars
Well me, I′m aiming for the moon

Yeah, that's word to the big woo RIP to pop if I cop it ain′t no rental
I ain't gotta jot this just off the top of my mental
Been feeling like a higher power live inside my pencil
Evidential with every word I speak ain′t in my peak
Word to widow, prolly knocking Willow Smith and Wesson
Shit I keep it under my pillow, cuz I ain't really tryna be a widow
I aint really tryna die young know its power in the tongue
Ima hero unsung the pendulum really swung the day that I demanded it too
Hit the booth like I′m Clark Kent Fari just superman with a dark tent
Narcissistic attitude on the low because a nigga always knew that I would blow
Uh, pause I'm the cause and effect
Rookie and the vet
Bet I run the fucking game without breaking a fucking sweat
Said what it's like to be that nigga uh
Name getting bigger I ain′t never sold no rock
But shit I′m feeling like I'm jigga shit I′m feeling like I'm hov
Still hitting hoes from my code in the Ville niggas still catching toe
Tags, still in my bag
Reminiscing on them times when I was stuck up in them class
Rooms, uh time coming soon niggas shooting for the stars
Well me, I′m aiming for the moon
Misunderstood but still overstanding my power
Treating time so precious get better with every hour
Get better with every second
Still dressing like I'm in GQ magazine loaded with clips that′ll leave you see through
Just be you like two letters
Fari the new ruler bitch I'm bringing in new measures
A new sweater from golden goose and shit I rock it like a flintstone
Heart dark as ever resemblant of my skin tone
Flip phone flows I'm making niggas dial in
Money steady piling remember I couldn′t scrape up
A dollar just to cover my face I couldn′t make up
These stories that I'm telling go get your cake up
This shit a layup and I can finish with the left or the right
An overnight sensation not Fari this nigga patient
And far from being complacent a nigga just tryna make it
That money know ima take it for real