Fresher Than You

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King Moe

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Yea King Moe

Dish liquid on the floor we didn't wash with soap
Most likely couldn't afford it we was often broke
I ain't trying to go so Im gunning for my folk
Father wrestled with addiction I flipped bitches off the ropes
Rawer than a ball of blow hard is every bar I wrote
There was something special in the swisher sweet cigars I smoke
Hoes ain't really care cause nigga I had holes in all my clothes
She want to be on television
Probably why my heart remote
Probably why I'm dark and cold
Parked along the darkest roads
Praying for positions where that Parmesan come by the load
Instagram popping game watching when I tag along
There was something special about me shitting on these rappers songs
All gold Chevy I used to Cruze through the gutter
Peanut butter chocolate my Reece cup smooth as butter
You hating mother-f*ck you it's pressure since they don't love us
My cheddar come in abundance
I ran it up off a Onion uh

What ya hating for
I deserve this
God forgive me for the flowers that I served when
Fiends were knocking at the door and I would answer
Like this that shit nigga put it in a pamper

Now tell me what else to do
When there ain't much else do
I was considered a fool
But now Im fresher than you
But now I'm fresher than you
No Lie I I
Yeaaa oh oh
No lie I I

They scream black Lives matter that's amazing to me
Cause nothing matters when you play in the streets
I witnessed things people hated to see
I'm talking stains from the brains on my sneaks
My nigga killed hisself
Now I'm wishing that a train will hit me
I swear to god it feel like satin in me
I swear to god it feel pop a pill
I'm off a oxy and amoxicill
All these shots of vodka got me vomiting I guide the wheel
Knowing that the chances of me catching DUI is real
Knowing theres chance of being homeless without a meal
Knowing that these folks racist
Plus these rookies want to see the kid on probation
They wrote statements
Who is that knocking at my front door
Creeping up I'm staring through the peep hole
Ima open up and get hit with a elbow
Now I'm living with a pocket full of dead folks and so

What ya hating for
I deserve this
God forgive me for the flowers that I served when
Fiends were knocking at the door and I would answer
Like this that shit nigga put it in a pamper

Now tell me what else to do
When there ain't much else do
I was considered a fool
But now Im fresher than you
But now I'm fresher than you
No Lie I I
Yeaaa oh oh
No lie I I

Now tell me what else to do
When there ain't much else do
I was considered a fool
But now Im fresher than you
But now I'm fresher than you
No Lie I I
Yeaaa oh oh
No lie I I

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