#fwt

53 bangers, 52 weeks
Mr. Never-keep-'em-hanging
Like Mr. Cooper
Spit hot fire like my name was King Koopa
Cause I be on that tight next shit
7 foot white boy never get arrested
People get invested
My stocks going up all I needed was [?]
Hit it while he's hot, make it pop, make 'em work for it
Do some shit that makes you feel you need to go to church more
You're like a work horse, all up in that work force
All I do is murder beats and I'm tryna' murk more
I'm sticking to the plan though
What's life with out a motherfucking gamble
Tight rope walking in sandals
When I look back, see what I've done handled
All them hard times with my eyes to the ground
My chin never up, comprising the sound
The tears gonna dry but the scars stay around
And I'm never gonna forget what I lost and I found
And I ain't gon' drown, I'm gon' live
Head above water, fuck treading I kick
I'm so ready, no radio stiff
When you hear my shit, hope you hear my shit
I be fucking with that

Make em all jump make em clap
I be fucking with that
Grind till the rubber band snap
I be fucking with that
Live till your soul gets old
I be fucking with that
Eat 'fore your food gets cold
I be fucking with that

When I wake up in the morning
I put my headphones on and go
I blast off like a mother fucking space ship
No I won't take shit, I'm in my zone
When my shit drop, make 'em all stop, make 'em go dumb
Virgin eardrums get fucked, make 'em all come
Yeah they stay wet, keep 'em on sprung
Fucking safe sex, they be on one
4-1-0-2-1-5, all I do is live, all I do is live
Never bitch, no more guilt, imma win it
I gotta couple records but I'm looking for a Guinness
And I'm never stating something I don't intend to finish
Popping shit cos I'm a Wallace, I graduated college
We got the kinda weed you'd only see if you're Obama
We got the kinda green you'd only toke if you were smoking
Go and legalize it quick, at least while Obama Care is broken
And yeah I see the paradox
Guns and butter you lose it like a pair of socks
Ain't shit funny, like Carrot Top
But those two tones ain't home so I'm rebel pop

I be fucking with that [8x]

I be fucking with that
I be fucking with this
Put me on your Sorado, got me a bottle of mix
Malt liqueur, so I'm fitting to trip
And all I know is go hard, I ain't fitting to sip
So I be fucking with that, I be moving them unis
And I be fucking with people who live life just like the Goonies
I roll with Louis the dog
I promised mama a Grammy
And imma get it to her even if it take me a century
And I be fucking with that
Cause I be fucking with truth
Cold winter is coming, I got polo on my boots
Brand whores like what he gon' do
He's double XL tall so he ducks in the booth

I be fucking with that [8x]

Hit it whiles he's hot make it pop, make 'em work for it
Work for it, all up in that work force
All I do is murder beats, and I'm tryna' murk more
Like a work horse

I be moving them unis
I be moving them unis
I be moving them unis
I be fucking with Goonies
I roll with Louis the dog, I promised mama a Grammy
And imma get it to her even if it take me a century
And I be fucking with that!