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Technical Foul

 

Technical Foul

(album: It's A Set Up! - 2020)


Marz

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty (Yeah)
Don't send nobody, they gon' die if they come for me
Lot of these niggas be hosting me
I beat the odds, I made it out locally
Wanted to watch you grow with me, get dough with me
Come to my shows with me, ride in the Rolls with me
I got niggas right here that's gon' go for me
I ain't gotta send them off, no

Big homie, shit you know just how it go with me
Pistols, money, my weed it grow on trees
They say I'm washed, get a load of me (Load of me)
But I don't think they had enough of me
Who knew I'd turn out to be Hercules
I be with niggas that's sucker free
Yeah, shit can't get ugly
Shit can't get ugly

The bullets they sting you like bumblebee
If it's up then you know that's it's stuck with me
I need you to put all of your trust in me
I need you to put all of your trust in me
(Yeah, yeah
I need you to put all of your trust in me
Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Royalty, royalty, royalty (Yeah)
You were so [?] loyal to me
I put you in red, yeah
All black roses from me, oh
Nah, nah, nah, nah
We ain't making no peace, I
Only see red, no
I ain't been getting no sleep

What they taking from me, uh? (What they taking from me, uh?)
What they taking from me, uh? (What they taking from me, uh?)
I know I walk around with paper on me
I walk around with a stepper on me
Forgi's on the truck, go round and round
Plain jane, she bust is down
Keep it playa, stand your ground
Wipe that make up off your face, girl
I know you love me but you don't want me
I'm too much for you, I do too much for you
You from the other side
And you know I can't fuck with you
No, I can't hook up with you
We was in the projects, we wanted to live like the Huxtable
He gon' get dough with your niggas, thinking he untouchable

Dividing myself, soon as I want my decimals
It's about morals and principles
Don't get fooled by my schedule
Turn your block into a festival
My schedule can get flexible
Arrange shit like edible
Goons collectible
Goons collectible
And you know, oh, I might just let it go
And you know, oh, I might just let it go
Y'all niggas be moving so skeptical
How can a foul be so technical?

Hmm, hmm, hmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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