Текст песни How So - Faro

How you bring me up
Then you bring me down
All this talk, gotta stand my ground
I be too lit off these cookies
I don't want no keys
Told the uber, bring her around
She wanna come thru and not talk
Shawty wan' spark
Baby you shine in the dark
We get too drunk, then walk it off
I'm just plottin on
Hoping that she down top it off

Hoping that she down take it off
I don't force shit, you can leave if you want
I won't be the one to seek, when you leave, then I'm gone
It's all cool
Cause I been getting to it, since I dropped out of school
Thought I could do it
Live my life by the book
But I feel way better with my ass in the booth
Yooo, foreal
Go around the globe and still pay my bills
From LA to Miami, like I'm Shaq O'neal
But I'm with the same team, I don't got no deal
I'm back on tilt, back on kill
This world going mad, how the fuck I'ma chill
Everything I was told, I done threw it out the window
I just want love and good fleece when the wind blow
I'm keeping it simple, these thoughts in my head
Thought she wanted me back, but she wanted me dead
So I'm rolling this up, make it louder in here 
Step into my mind, start shifting some gears
Shit coulda gone left, so I'm glad that I made it
I be with the Vamp on the west getting faded
He know what I'm on, when some shit get to shakinG
I'm on that type of time, I ain't even gotta say it

How you bring me up
Then you bring me down
All this talk but can't stand my ground
I be too lit off these cookies
I don't want no keys
Told the uber, bring her around
She wanna come thru and not talk
Shawty wan' spark
Baby you shine in the dark
We get too drunk, then walk it off
I'm just plotting on
Hoping that she down to take it off

She say that she scared and she don't get it on
But she really wanna twerk, so she dance to this song
Back in her thong, I'm back in the wrong
Fuck playing it safe, I'm throwing it long
Nothing's gonna happen just sitting at home
Got my weed and a mic, I'm never alone
I be getting crossed trynna get in a zone
I don't really know where to go
Trynna touch streets in my size 13's
I be waiting for the smoke, like the gats on me
The gas on me, 1 oz all me
It be hitting different, from tobacco leaf

Tobacco leaf
Coke, hennessey
All that floss & you broke, let me see
Talkin to my brother
He got ear to da streets
Brodie got ear to the streets