F.R.E.S.H

 

Used to be a guy who didn't like himself

And put everybody else on a higher shelf

I wanted to be anybody, and the fact was pretty true

Never had anyone, i never had a crew

It's only been 1, 3 minus 2

Fuck niggas saying you can't be you

Fuck what they say, you gotta stay true

Cos when it all ends its only go be you

 

 

15 years of life and what have i fucking learnt

Niggas still put niggas in the fucking dirt

I swear X died for all the opposite reasons

So if he still was alive nigga would call it treason

 

 

It's always been me doe, niggas selfgrown

Nigga ain't a plant, but id fucking be a rose

Died on church steps, body arose

Brothers died twice, so i call him a ghost

I don't really trust that charity doe

Cos all that shits fake like all of my gold

You'll get 10 dollars, all of me sold

If you want real shit look at my bones

Cos thats where i'm bad to

like im glad to, i made this rap in my tiny ass bedroom

1 boy 1 microphone, i stank fresh from my new cologne

Body got no mucles, call it a no flex zone

 

 

Shit co, that hits slow, grab my tommy coat, this shit cold, never stepped foot in a studio, cos mom just doesnt approveo.

Just excuse me yo, remember live life just the way you choose it yo

 

I'm out.