Figure Foe

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Said I want the fortune skip the fame, it's a long shot so I give em Dame
A trailblazer, hellraiser, get uglier than Yonce's bang
Wig splitter, wig twister, aye you better cool it Effie
Dreamin bout me big n hefty, I draw on em for actin
I Paint pictures with these words, but the paint is candy apple
Michelangelo the Sixteen, that's a Sistine Chapel
I see the snakes never rattled, me and these demons like to grapple
Lost my marbles I unraveled, last laugh hear me cackle
I am everything I'm meant to be, Pops without the yitidee
Bang bang bang I'm finna coordinate some misery
Pick a side no ridin fences, when I slide I'm ridin tinted
Enemies and friends boy, sometimes my mind can't find a difference
They riding with me or tryna get me, hope they know they dying with me
I'm a klutz I'll spill some blood, really dog I'm tired of trippin
Drop a foe no muddy waters, take care of my lovely daughters
Don't even care if you a priest you prey on mine I'll pull ya collar
Big papa, body rocker, Lac swanger, trunk knocker
Unhinged, unbothered, silencer the gun awkward
Feel me in her throat chakras, type to pull they coat mama
No Limit, Bad Boy, I'm riding round with both choppas
But I really hate that feelin though
Hard to tell if he a friend or not, so I Figure Foe
Leg lock here's ya chance hoe, take ya best shot
They been trying to sleep on me, I leave em in a wet spot
Slick talk, cat daddy, PapaBear, fat daddy
Big body swangin, I got the Lac doin the rack daddy
Talk a lotta smack daddy, smack dab in them facts daddy
Look at me center stage, make it clap, gimme praise
I done seen some darker days, me and people parted ways
Pop the trunk and let it wave, blunt look like I'm burnin sage
Gettin blowed like sega games, my favorite was Streets of Rage
I grab the Max gettin Blaze, probably why I ride on blades
I gotta Skate, holy smokes imma natural
I done swung so hard I got fire on my Axel
I'm throwed like a lasso, more sauce than Tabasco
A dad in his bag, PapaBear I'm in my satchel
More cream than Maxo, war with me is a hassle
Boy I be swinging like a graduation tassel
Oh you wanna wrastle? Well I'm turn buckle fly
Word to M Slim G and Big Deuce still certified
Still Certified
Still Certified

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