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94fatso - Poet Lyrics



94fatso - Poet Lyrics
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Like i'm a motherf*ckin' poet
I'm livin' by that fire and right now I wanna grow it
Young Fatso
I rap the way I feel like i'm a motherf*ckin' poet
Im livin' by that fire and right now I just wanna grow it
A yungin' traumatized i'm so ready for that moment
Turn a nigga to a prize have my youngins tryna focuse
I just wish I woulda known
I got demons tellin me to send a nigga home
No matter if I think right I end up doin doing wrong
No matter if I green light i'm still gone be alone
I swear them nigga's hate us, They tried to separate us
We had a bond they couldnt break & thats why they betrayed us
That money make a nigga snake but you cant take a day one
That shit done made a nigga think that you was fake since day one
Im just chasin' money baby ion need nobody
I been trappin' all my life this rappin' just a hobby
This choppa a hoe man it got so many got so many bodies
Say you want some smoke i'll leave yo neck without yo noggin
I could take that route but I feel ain't nobody bout that
They say they gone take me down i'm TDG highly doubt that
& we don't shoot at houses nigga don't nobody count that
We put them where yo mouth at, it ain't no tryna bounce back
If you ain't from that 4 or 94 then we don't know ya
You say that you a monster but you know what scooby do
I jumped right under water now a nigga takin over
I'm steppin' all alone like i'm a rover on the moon
I rap the way I feel like i'm a motherf*ckin' poet
Im livin' by that fire and right now I just wanna grow it
A yungin' traumatized i'm so ready for that moment
Turn a nigga to a prize have my youngins tryna focuse
I just wish I woulda known
I got demons tellin me to send a nigga home
No matter if I think right I end up doin doing wrong
No matter if I green light i'm still gone be alone
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Like i'm a motherf*ckin' poet
I'm livin' by that fire and right now I wanna grow it
Young Fatso
I rap the way I feel like i'm a motherf*ckin' poet
Im livin' by that fire and right now I just wanna grow it
A yungin' traumatized i'm so ready for that moment
Turn a nigga to a prize have my youngins tryna focuse
I just wish I woulda known
I got demons tellin me to send a nigga home
No matter if I think right I end up doin doing wrong
No matter if I green light i'm still gone be alone
I swear them nigga's hate us, They tried to separate us
We had a bond they couldnt break & thats why they betrayed us
That money make a nigga snake but you cant take a day one
That shit done made a nigga think that you was fake since day one
Im just chasin' money baby ion need nobody
I been trappin' all my life this rappin' just a hobby
This choppa a hoe man it got so many got so many bodies
Say you want some smoke i'll leave yo neck without yo noggin
I could take that route but I feel ain't nobody bout that
They say they gone take me down i'm TDG highly doubt that
& we don't shoot at houses nigga don't nobody count that
We put them where yo mouth at, it ain't no tryna bounce back
If you ain't from that 4 or 94 then we don't know ya
You say that you a monster but you know what scooby do
I jumped right under water now a nigga takin over
I'm steppin' all alone like i'm a rover on the moon
I rap the way I feel like i'm a motherf*ckin' poet
Im livin' by that fire and right now I just wanna grow it
A yungin' traumatized i'm so ready for that moment
Turn a nigga to a prize have my youngins tryna focuse
I just wish I woulda known
I got demons tellin me to send a nigga home
No matter if I think right I end up doin doing wrong
No matter if I green light i'm still gone be alone
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Writer: Luis Marrou
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Performed By: 94fatso
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Luis Marrou

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