Bryce Ayers - FR FR (feat. La Goonz) Lyrics

Why they hating all on me
What did I do
If you could only feel my heart beat
You could see what I've been through

For real for real dawg
Yeah we really with the shits
Everybody hating
We gon be right at they necks
And you a pillow
No comfort up in my mix
You think it's funny
I was fumbled
Then I slipped
She hold me close
Like I aint ever gonna dip
Chin to chin
Locking lips
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Where's the money
The money I'm gonna get
Where's the hundreds
I'm tryna get super rich
Not superficial
Your issues
Aint what I'm with
Moving memento
Forgetting how to exist
Memento Mori
Don't forget
Or you'll be next
I've been stuck in forward
I be living with regrets

Yeah I'm blowing gas
Like I said f*ck the ozone
Ain't no going back
To my past
That's a no no
If you talking trash
Say it back to my 44
No I can't relax
In my bag
And I want more
Girls get attached
But there's women
That I want more
Gimme back scratch
But still wanna talk
My goals
There's a fire in my heart
It burns like a hot coal
Don't where to start
At the bottom
Where I come from

For real for real dawg
I really needed bricks and bread
I really need to dip out of this bitch
Before I'm dead
For real for real tho
I'm tired of sticking around
For the dough to flow to me
It aint no f*cking joke no more
It's all the same hoes
The hoes that hit you up to party
F*ck the night up and get sloppy
But before you in her body
And on the real note
It's been a minute
Since I really kicked it with the homies
It's been a minute
Since I've seen my homie sunny strolling
I stopped giving a f*ck
I chucked it the f*cking bucket
Now look where my luck is
Ever since a younging
I was causing f*cking ruckus
Reminisce on days
Where I had to roll jays
Have it saved up
For me and the homies
As the weed ablaze
I'm beaming like sun rays
Radiating peace
Never emitting the hate
Up within the cut
Like I pack a f*cking blade

Why they hating all on me
What did I do
If you could only feel my heart beat
You could see what I've been through