Foolish - 1990 Lyrics

F*ck around f*ck around
Look at how I come around
See a hater on a corner, look at how I gun
Him down
Gun him down, when I'm on the track you better simmer down
Simmer down, I ain't throwing shade, you just way too loud, way too loud

I ain't ever heard somebody like me
Three in the morning, still thinking about my future wifey
Six in the morning, gotta wake up just to get to writing
It's hard enough to know I gotta make it before I go to college, ahh

Feeling like I'm overwhelming
Living with this mindset is a thriller, you couldn't stand it
Best believe that I'm the only one who ever wrote this madness
If you say I'm lying then I'll go ahead and get to smacking

Yup

So he think I'm joking
But I'm hoping
He's been toking to be knowing
I be showing all my feelings in a hurry for some music
Without sewing all the pieces into place just like a puzzle, man just cope with me, f*ck

Super narcissistic, I don't really care, she still wants to hop on this
Told her that I love her but I know she don't believe me
Still sending photos putting hashtag TB
Bitch please, lemme see that ass in a G string
You know that I'm Foolish so why you be complaining?
I been like this ever since the seventh grade, thanks to all my exes
I am far from bitch made

Look who's back again to kill the track, I feel relentless
I swear I heard a beat like this before I resurrected
Check this, has anyone else sensed my vengeance?
You're lucky I ain't feeling petty since Jamal had made this
It's obvious, I'll be in my prime like I'm Optimus
Multi tasking through these songs like I am an octavis
Off with this, I be spitting bars to tell my thoughts in them
You bastards getting no head so you coming here to hate on this