Blowing up In The Industry

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[Intro]
(What?) (Yeah,Ay) [Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
Yeah-yeah m-m-m Uh yeah they do yeah woahh]
 
[Hook]
Yeah fuck what people say,I know im the man of the game
Let me take yall to a better place,to the bigger fame
Part of a new nation and a bigger game,just saying this is a better frase
 
[Vers 1]
(What?) (Ay,Yeah,Ay) I wana blow up and make history (Uh)
Write rymes in my notepads,sign autographs and love industry(Yeah)
(Ay) Need to express myself lyrically,interrogation myself mentally (Self mentally)
How am I a freind or a enemy?
Why these dudes stay posting pics with me?
She said she hate that im industry,I said I hate that im industry (Uh)
Just wana blow up and make history,I said I hate that im industry (Yeah,Ay)
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(What?) (Ay) And her pussy tast like skittels yeah,you can realy tast the rainbow (Yeah) I know
You can run her around the table,play her like some yolo (Ay,Yeah)
Heart shaped kissis realy,missed my mistress (666)
And its 666 now these bitchis want my mentions (Mentions)
I dont need your touch,I dont need your love (Love)
How we faking love,then we breaking up,holy sons I was the chosen one (Chosen one)
Im sipping out the rush,I dont feel the touch (Touch) (Woaah)
I dont want your lust,but we can keep the trust (Trust) (Yeah,Ay)
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(What?) (Ay,Ay,Yeah,Woah) Uh-uh-uh yeah m-m-m
 
[Vers 2]
(Uh,Uh,Yeah) Pop the trunk I open up I sold my soul for a good price
Outta' sight, and my hoe got talent right
Whole squad ran through that shit yikes
What can I say I'm a business man I did my business man
But 'Imma bend it down and I'mma lick her up, then dick her down
She gon' turn around then I'm gon' kick her out
I dont need you (woahhh)
How my enemy a freind to me? (Me)
Floor a bitch viciously,hit her from the back now she into me (The fuck?)
I gata catch the bag,finna hit the cash,gata beat the bag (yeah,Ay)
Dont simp for me,thats a risk to me,I dont fuck with the heat (Uh,Yeah,yea)
Say you can blow me away,but you fake,you cant take the pain (Pain)
So dont take the blame,just flow with the game,I'ma beat a case (Case)
(Yeah,Ay) gata hit the beat flow,I switched up lanes up cold,shawty dig for gold (Gold)
(Yeah,Ay,Woahh)
 
[Vers 1]
(What?) (Ay,Yeah,Ay) I wana blow up and make history (Uh)
Write rymes in my notepads,sign autographs and love industry(Yeah)
(Ay) Need to express myself lyrically,interrogation myself mentally (Self mentally)
How am I a freind or a enemy?
Why these dudes stay posting pics with me?
She said she hate that im industry,I said I hate that im industry (Uh)
Just wana blow up and make history,I said I hate that im industry (Yeah,Ay)
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(What?) (Ay) And her pussy tast like skittels yeah,you can realy tast the rainbow (Yeah) I know
You can run her around the table,play her like some yolo (Ay,Yeah)
Heart shaped kissis realy,missed my mistress (666)
And its 666 now these bitchis want my mentions (Mentions)
I dont need your touch,I dont need your love (Love)
How we faking love,then we breaking up,holy sons I was the chosen one (Chosen one)
Im sipping out the rush,I dont feel the touch (Touch) (Woaah)
I dont want your lust,but we can keep the trust (Trust) (Yeah,Ay)
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(Yeah,Ay) Freinds dont make you,freinds gone replace you,freinds gone betray you
(What?) (Ay,Ay,Yeah,Woah) Uh-uh-uh yeah m-m-m

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