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FTCU
by Estedon
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Yeah
My direct assets
Not from pyrex glasses
I was skipping classes
I was high in masses, huh
The Holy trinity
Hennessy weed & jealousy
Leave the work at home
So no one catchin' a felony
You smellin' me
This kinda shit is reserved
For Kennedy's
Dead presidents in my presence
I caught a penalty
Hadda switch the hustle
To Russell now I'm the head in chief
Officer, off-in ya, like a boss in a office bruh
Talkin' all that bullshit, like stop it you must be coughin' son
Half these topics I'm literally just talkin' tough
Pray for a mansion in tropics that's why I'm coppin' son
And a bitch that's shakin' her ass like she got parkinsons
My old lady still askin' I'm a soften up
That'll be the day I finally have a father son
Daughter time, never start to cry, I'm a start the grind
Diamond in the rough, i'm just hoping that I'm a start to shine
Double up, triple up, homie what
Took a few L's I ain't give a fuck
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know i'm 'bout to fuck the city up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Get it out the mud get my digits up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know i'm 'bout to fuck the city up
Who you know that turn a live show to a podcast
6 months in it, we lookin' like we on comcast
3 stacks up, I'm lookin' like I'm a OutKast
Out fast, took a loss to split down to outlast
See a hustler hustle, regardless of the product
Every hustler movin' ganja is just a start up
Pick your role & then pick & roll and then move them commas
Gettin' caught up in petty shit was our only problem
Bounce back motherfucker take it on the chin
Only sin was mixin' drama with fuckin' gin
This decision to fuckin' win is my 2nd wind
Double up and then reinvest it for dividends
It's him again, catchin' flips again, on the flip again
Askin' 'bout the price of a zip again, must of slipped again
Picked a friend, pick his brain 'bout picking now he pissed again
Anything to live on a island like I'm on Gilligan
Double up, triple up, homie what
Took a few L's I ain't give a fuck
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know I'm 'bout to fuck the city up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Get it out the mud get my digits up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know I'm 'bout to fuck the city up
Yeah
My direct assets
Not from pyrex glasses
I was skipping classes
I was high in masses, huh
The Holy trinity
Hennessy weed & jealousy
Leave the work at home
So no one catchin' a felony
You smellin' me
This kinda shit is reserved
For Kennedy's
Dead presidents in my presence
I caught a penalty
Hadda switch the hustle
To Russell now I'm the head in chief
Officer, off-in ya, like a boss in a office bruh
Talkin' all that bullshit, like stop it you must be coughin' son
Half these topics I'm literally just talkin' tough
Pray for a mansion in tropics that's why I'm coppin' son
And a bitch that's shakin' her ass like she got parkinsons
My old lady still askin' I'm a soften up
That'll be the day I finally have a father son
Daughter time, never start to cry, I'm a start the grind
Diamond in the rough, i'm just hoping that I'm a start to shine
Double up, triple up, homie what
Took a few L's I ain't give a fuck
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know i'm 'bout to fuck the city up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Get it out the mud get my digits up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know i'm 'bout to fuck the city up
Who you know that turn a live show to a podcast
6 months in it, we lookin' like we on comcast
3 stacks up, I'm lookin' like I'm a OutKast
Out fast, took a loss to split down to outlast
See a hustler hustle, regardless of the product
Every hustler movin' ganja is just a start up
Pick your role & then pick & roll and then move them commas
Gettin' caught up in petty shit was our only problem
Bounce back motherfucker take it on the chin
Only sin was mixin' drama with fuckin' gin
This decision to fuckin' win is my 2nd wind
Double up and then reinvest it for dividends
It's him again, catchin' flips again, on the flip again
Askin' 'bout the price of a zip again, must of slipped again
Picked a friend, pick his brain 'bout picking now he pissed again
Anything to live on a island like I'm on Gilligan
Double up, triple up, homie what
Took a few L's I ain't give a fuck
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know I'm 'bout to fuck the city up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Get it out the mud get my digits up
Double up, triple up, homie what
Everybody know I'm 'bout to fuck the city up