That's Fasho

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Six in the evening ima stack up money, how ima do it? , with the music
Being sad all the time on one fun day, like i been mentally bruisen
Catch a youngin lackin on a holiday, my youngin's will do it
Pass the stick to my youngin's in gang they won't hesitate to go and shoot it
I gave her my heart, and she let it go
While i'm ridin' 'round at the crossroads
So i took my feelings to the studio
Wrote a rhyme, then i got the beat and flowed
They say that money make the world go
But i say that money make the world slow
Put a price on his head just for  the low
And i know that they'll take it, That's Fasho

If you makin' me mad make me get out my body
I know that i do this music for a hobby
But if i get mad enough, i'll make the music lyrics come out the closet just from hiding
Like when i said, "I won't hesitate to pop it"
My youngin's will come around do some droppin'
Them 30 shots prolly hit you in ya noggin, i got yo potna screamin' out
Why they coppin'?

Ride around like a busta, if you play with me i'll have ya bust up
Don't cuff 'er that ain't her, she'll prolly get a nigga messed up
Use yo brain that's some bad luck, looks can be deceiving but feelings don't matter
Got my youngin's ridin' in black trucks, tryna go around just to back some
Dmacc said "He ridin' in a fuso, let's go"
Tryna go take a trip on the road
She tryna stay at my crib, tell 'we let's go, i ain't tryna waste no time on this road
Slumped over here, Slumped over here
Goin' head over hills, Goin' head over hills
Wish i was on the top right now, living up in the hills
And i ain't tryna drive at night, just to go and get a kill
Watch how, all the rain fall on me
And watch how people put blame all on me
Watch when i get up on the top, people gon' be callin' on me
You gon' watch a young nigga grind, but you don't gotta follow me
Ok, Let's Go
I wish i had good love
But i don't even got thoughts to trust her
Like i wanted to tell her, ian even think it was gon' make it better
If a nigga come text her, we'll pull on the block with them big ole birettas
To the streets should've let her, why she let all them niggas come text her?
All my energy i let 'er come an fuse it
She left me at my crib had me really confused an
Had youngin reminiscing with all the bad music
Should've threw 'er in the trash like a bag trash shooter(Let's go)

Six in the evening ima stack up money, how ima do it? , with the music
Being sad all the time on one fun day, like i been mentally bruisen
Catch a youngin lackin on a holiday, my youngin's will do it
Pass the stick to my youngin's in gang they won't hesitate to go and shoot it
I gave her my heart, and she let it go
While i'm ridin' 'round at the crossroads
So i took my feelings to the studio
Wrote a rhyme, then i got the beat and flowed
They say that money make the world go
But i say that money make the world slow
Put a price on his head just for  the low
And i know that they'll take it, That's Fasho

The stuff that you say, it'll make me hate you, but i know i'm wrong here
Sent a text while you at the crib, and you read it, i know that you ain't all alone here
Look around people think i'm scared, i'm just watchin' my back 'cause i know i don't belong here
Niggas talkin' slick I'm like "Whatchu said?", then we knocked off his dreads, yu watchin' yo tone here
Nigga tryna move smoove, no paparazzi
Blast off into space, like it's rocket science
Niggas tryna act hard in front of people don't make me go and send you straight to your highest

Niggas tryna act hard in front of people don't make me go and send you straight to your highest
I gave her my heart and she let it go while i'm ridin' 'round at the crossroads
I gave her my heart and she let it go while i'm ridin' 'round at the crossroads

Let's go, Let's go

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