Текст песни F.Y.T - Jck

Mmm, Yeah
Nah I can't let it slide
Boy what you know about family ties, I got my dogs
You need to stop acting like something that you not
Can't catch me slipping I stay with it, fuck you thought
Gotta make these tracks to make these Ms and that's on god
And I got my brothers to the end and that's on god
Hundreds and fifties let me spend it with the squad
Lord forgive me for any pain I might've caused
My opps are nothing like they seem, they all some frauds
Yeah

You don't run that ball
Don't be acting hard if I knew you from the start, yeah
Power from the money and respect is all I want
That's the reason why I rock these Louie V scarves when we pull up to your party
Come and get your shorty
She was acting naughty
And she said she wanna bust it open for a real one
Fuck a hundred, I wanna make a hundred million
Push my buttons
And Imma turn into the villain

Nah I can't let it slide
Boy what you know about family ties, I got my dogs
You need to stop acting like something that you not
Can't catch me slipping I stay with it, fuck you thought
Gotta make these tracks to make these Ms and that's on god
And I got my brothers to the end and that's on god
Hundreds and fifties let me spend it with the squad
Lord forgive me for any pain I might've caused
My opps are nothing like they seem, they all some frauds
Yeah

Please just do not start with me
I don't got no guards with me
When we out in public all my brothers moving war ready
All steady, never fold for any
These dark thoughts on my mind, I need more Henny
These other rappers ain't showing form really
Caught him lacking without his homies, we ain't even let him call any
Won't even let him talk at all
Death over dishonour, that's what I was taught early, yeah