Текст песни True Religion - F 8 K , Seth Fx , EL cablemo

Living my life, toast to my life
Poppin pills, there were hard times
Racks on deals, yeah yeah

Stop fucking these bitches
Stop popping these pills
Straight to the bands you know how we come
Stop fucking around I'm the man now
I'm tryna get brain at the top floor

Fuck being humble, put it right in their face
Get to the cash put it right in their face
Back on my grind I've been leading the race
These niggas be hating you can see in their face
Run up the bands put half right in the safe
Free all of the bros screaming chain gang
Fucking models I've been getting the bands
I got the sticks like I play in a band
Bitch wasn't talking when I was dead broke
Now I'm up now my dick in her throat
100 Rounds yeah we play with the pole
Fucked on a thot ion even know her name
Give me the cash you can keep all the fame
Love for the bros 'cause they gave me the game
Hustling all day i was standing in the rain
Paper route yeah I studied the game

Stop fucking these bitches
Stop popping these pills
Straight to the bands you know how we come
Stop fucking around I'm the man now
I'm tryna get brain at the top floor
Tryna get neck at the top floor

Shit had me numb, had to encore
Ooh shawty on all fours
Brain so good mehn it brought it the beast
Can't be my ex mehn, she too good in jeans
Facts
I'm tryna stuff them with racks

Ain't been to church, i've
Smoking that pack

True religion my soul, nothing holy like black
True to myself, i've been holding shit back
Been way too lax
Been way too trapped
Had to get to get myself back
Now i'm bursting heads
Niggas who doubted, now wanna be friends
Back then swear i was scared
All i had was the pen
So Pent up emotions gon lead to a penthouse don't bark just go dumb in the woohouse
Woo
Look the dawgs have been let out
Imma perform till i pass out, this Moulin Rouge
Thierry Henry in this prime
Everything i do, sublime
Niggas sour, they must like lime
Ain't gon give em my time

Stop fucking these bitches
Stop popping these pills
Straight to the bands you know how we come
Stop fucking around I'm the man now
I'm tryna get brain at the top floor

Living my life, toast to my life
Poppin pills, there were hard times
Racks on deals, yeah yeah

Stop fucking these bitches
Stop popping these pills
Straight to the bands you know how we come
Stop fucking around I'm the man now
I'm tryna get brain at the top floor