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FJ Outlaw

My Beer

 

My Beer

(Album: Holy Water - 2023)


I got lint dripping out of my pockets
But baby I won't tear
I've had a lot more problems to break me down in all of my years

Here lately I'm obsessed
With success
Unlike y'all constant frontting on the gram
Wonder why y'all lives a mess
Grinding hard straight into the flesh (to the flesh)
Hardest worker any room
Hustle til there's nothin left (aw yeah)
Treatin money like loose leaf
I Kick it it like Bruce lee
Way that I stay up
Make haters lose sleep
I keep on doin better and it's all because
Winners always win thought it's obvious
Could lose it all and get it right back
Matter fact I could lose it twice stumble off track
Born broke now everything intact
And ima blow what's all in my bag until

I got lint dripping out of my pockets
But baby I won't tear
I've had a lot more problems to break me down in all of my years

I gotta keep going yeah I'm going on
Raise the glass it's cheers
Til I'm six feet down in my coffin
And I'm as cold as my beer

I on my grind I say
You don't really love me gon ahead and put yo lies away
I ain't breaking bread with any fakes I ain't got time today
I been waiting for an opp to jump won't put my iron away
Ima blow they mind away
I get that paper but the cash is not make a man
You know that paper don't mean ish I hope y'all understand
People are phony than a mug be sitting countin bands
Repping the fakest set of morals with a phoney brand
Aye I don't need none of the ice
I just want real with some love
Y'all really ain't living rite
Don't cross threw the path of a thug
Trying with all of my might
I'm sliding and packing a snub
See you could get sent to the light
For tryina act up in the club

I got lint dripping out of my pockets
But baby I won't tear
I've had a lot more problems to break me down in all of my years

I gotta keep going yeah I'm going on
Raise the glass it's cheers
Til I'm six feet down in my coffin
And I'm as cold as my beer
And I'm as cold as my beer

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