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FM Story
by Christian Cap
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From dirt to the wave, go green no purp in the paper
No dirt in my grave yet karma love me no perp for the paper
Clean money million club, clean money young Vivian club
Clean honeys like Tiffany club, fresh prince but the king of my club, they surf for the paper
No riding the waves no way but I keep the waves on tidal
Got one hand on your mans and the other hand on my lighter
Antifreeze, stay cool when I burn your man, my turn, my clan need rivals
Air time I still loose lace the vans same color as the dudes in Cairo
Yeah but you ain't ever seen Giza, with the sphinx on a first name basis
Cap the pharaoh come thru in a spaceship, young neptune with a verse no payment
Yeah but you ain't ever seen me though, saw the old me back in that basement
Now I shine real gold no faking, none of that in me baby, don't miss me baby cause
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio had me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio has me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
Late night lose myself, bout a gram of the shake on the cellphone
See you still choose myself, young kid fall down two cuts on the elbow
Never ever let a heart bleed for a bitch no we ain't with that
The fiends come and get you, they can't get that
My game too clean, don't mean I hit that
Stand both feet on your new man's Mazda, round next year better hear no chit-chat
Friends come cheap that's why I ain't got none, they can't keep up never moved it this fast
Get sunscreen if I need this profit, summer got heat but who to get that
Better than Pryme in the rearview see you pop up, the whole team strapped with jetpacks
Whole team proud of me, saw death and he's one of five that ain't been doubting me
I wake up and the lights too loud for me, eyes deaf to the fallacies
FM in the breeze, FM on me, FM in the breeze, yeah
Better tell him poor him cause he ain't me (nah bitch cause he ain't me)
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio had me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio has me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
From dirt to the wave, go green no purp in the paper
No dirt in my grave yet karma love me no perp for the paper
Clean money million club, clean money young Vivian club
Clean honeys like Tiffany club, fresh prince but the king of my club, they surf for the paper
No riding the waves no way but I keep the waves on tidal
Got one hand on your mans and the other hand on my lighter
Antifreeze, stay cool when I burn your man, my turn, my clan need rivals
Air time I still loose lace the vans same color as the dudes in Cairo
Yeah but you ain't ever seen Giza, with the sphinx on a first name basis
Cap the pharaoh come thru in a spaceship, young neptune with a verse no payment
Yeah but you ain't ever seen me though, saw the old me back in that basement
Now I shine real gold no faking, none of that in me baby, don't miss me baby cause
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio had me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio has me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
Late night lose myself, bout a gram of the shake on the cellphone
See you still choose myself, young kid fall down two cuts on the elbow
Never ever let a heart bleed for a bitch no we ain't with that
The fiends come and get you, they can't get that
My game too clean, don't mean I hit that
Stand both feet on your new man's Mazda, round next year better hear no chit-chat
Friends come cheap that's why I ain't got none, they can't keep up never moved it this fast
Get sunscreen if I need this profit, summer got heat but who to get that
Better than Pryme in the rearview see you pop up, the whole team strapped with jetpacks
Whole team proud of me, saw death and he's one of five that ain't been doubting me
I wake up and the lights too loud for me, eyes deaf to the fallacies
FM in the breeze, FM on me, FM in the breeze, yeah
Better tell him poor him cause he ain't me (nah bitch cause he ain't me)
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio had me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
My mom still ask about you, info I won't give up
In the whip, full blast like it's '89, J City, get paid for love
Your friends shake ass around me, don't doubt me, I'm finna change it up
Still young and the radio has me drowning, last drink 'till I don't think much
