FYM 歌詞

I tried to call, but you seemed angry Patience you say I'm so sick of all the bullshit I'm done playing your games I can't keep up I felt safer when I'm out cha-way I feel the temptation of wasting my time on you anyways Talking 'bout come thru' Got news for you Girl boo, fuck you Don't really care what you got to say Got my new bitch and got new things Move on from the old shit Now Fuck you mean Yeah, I'm at fast pace Yeah, in the fast race And I'm on a fast chase Can't stop, don't wait Green light, bad base No time, too late Too much on my mind And you think I gotta relate Shiver me timbers Know I'm gonna be late Gotta deliver Hold up replay Don't you remember You don't play games You can't stop us Ain't no delays I can't even remember where to start with beginners And we know that we winners And we are the inventor's This zone, no enter No time, go gettas No fair, can't even shimmer Can't fuck us, you rather reconsider Tribe 7 coming hard, bending bars, holding scars Team winning, balling hard Shooting stars, call on God Oh my God, sent voicemail, my regards Sincerely killing me Peeling me, building me This is the economy You can't even fuck with me How the fuck you suppose to see Run away so we can be together Rainy day turns into sunny weather Turn the clock back Take a step back Tryna retrack just reflect back Tryna to clap back Going to the future Oops it's a blooper Retake lemme boost ya Hawk ya like a cougar Could've caught ya sooner Glad I didn't lose ya Don't wanna accuse Ya make sure I don't use Ya Talkin' bout come thru' Got news, for you Girl boo, fuck you Don't really care what you got to say Got my new bitch and got new things Move on from the old shit Now Fuck you mean