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Fear Video (MV)




Performed By: Ryan Luriea
Length: 2:09
Written by: Ryan Luriea




Ryan Luriea - Fear Lyrics
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Me and the team on go
Rather be rich than broke
Too many bros go rogue
Mixing the cons and the pros
Ain't takin them on the road
I'm tryna get 50 a show
Wrist to like 50 below
A hundred and fifty to blow
Business before hoes
Find me sipping on rose
Give me a reason to toast
No relationship goals
Things have been iffy at home
Dad just keeps getting old
Mom hate being alone
Stressed and you don't see me post
Blessings you don't see me gloat
Wiki gon' leave me Exposed
Give me a reason to smoke
Tis' be the season to troll
Ironic they can't Take a joke
Cuz time is money you know
Cashapp or Venmo
Just pay me back what you owe
Hittin' the faders
Ain't tryna hear all of that sound
They instigators
Back at UF bein' class clowns
Foreigns on acres
Reasons I'm pullin' the Mac out
I'll see you later
I'm back to the future with stats now
Luriea in a DeLorean
You wonder why I'm up at 4am
Writing poems and recording them
Feeling like valedictorian
I'm an Aries she a Scorpion
We play wit feelings like accordions
I couldn't wait to afford the Benz
And upgrade the accord we in
I really be about my swag now
No cap I used to put the hat down
Collect the bag then count it out
Then I'm back out I never backed out
Music all that I have now
Hits coming I don't put the bat down
And all my woes got my back now
And none of them in the background
In the club we don't sit down
Drip might make a bish drown
Will Smith feeling like Hitch now
She hit me up fear of missing out
And when I'm in the studio for the mixdown
I could never let a bish lounge
Write it down and let it spill out
Maybe she gon' get the hint now
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Me and the team on go
Rather be rich than broke
Too many bros go rogue
Mixing the cons and the pros
Ain't takin them on the road
I'm tryna get 50 a show
Wrist to like 50 below
A hundred and fifty to blow
Business before hoes
Find me sipping on rose
Give me a reason to toast
No relationship goals
Things have been iffy at home
Dad just keeps getting old
Mom hate being alone
Stressed and you don't see me post
Blessings you don't see me gloat
Wiki gon' leave me Exposed
Give me a reason to smoke
Tis' be the season to troll
Ironic they can't Take a joke
Cuz time is money you know
Cashapp or Venmo
Just pay me back what you owe
Hittin' the faders
Ain't tryna hear all of that sound
They instigators
Back at UF bein' class clowns
Foreigns on acres
Reasons I'm pullin' the Mac out
I'll see you later
I'm back to the future with stats now
Luriea in a DeLorean
You wonder why I'm up at 4am
Writing poems and recording them
Feeling like valedictorian
I'm an Aries she a Scorpion
We play wit feelings like accordions
I couldn't wait to afford the Benz
And upgrade the accord we in
I really be about my swag now
No cap I used to put the hat down
Collect the bag then count it out
Then I'm back out I never backed out
Music all that I have now
Hits coming I don't put the bat down
And all my woes got my back now
And none of them in the background
In the club we don't sit down
Drip might make a bish drown
Will Smith feeling like Hitch now
She hit me up fear of missing out
And when I'm in the studio for the mixdown
I could never let a bish lounge
Write it down and let it spill out
Maybe she gon' get the hint now
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Writer: Ryan Luriea
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