8Fashooo - 8 fasho Lyrics

Call my phone in need of help, no how's your mental health
Niggas fake right now and I broke my ass, I'm scared for all the wealth
Couldn't get back right, gotta cut that off, I'm better off by myself
Gave you niggas some words, you ain't listen to me, you just put that whole book on the shelf

Couldn't say nothing else, I'm good, shit, guess that's how that go
Really sit back thinkin about you, your lips, your outfit, 8(ate), fashoo
Going through days that I still wouldn't wish on my opps, still push through for the 4s
Got a whole plan on my lap, niggas telling me drop right now, shit's still on the low

Niggas still don't see my vision, rockstar shit, bitch, I been on a mission
Brudda ask me why you want so much bread, I can sit and watch mama go pay that tuition
Purple my jeans if im puttin on jeans but the one in my cup really what i be sippin
I can just sit and vent on the beat, but who in the world gon' sit back and listen, yeah

Mama, one day I'll be up, I'll buy you a crib with a pool on the side of the lake
Times been harder than this, but you woke me up in the morning to make some shake
Thank God I've been livin' im healthy, platter be filled with a whole lot of chicken and steak
Maybe it's time to go harder, cause these niggas suck at their hardest, I cannot relate

Cause baby, I like your vibe, you real mature, can't f*ck no baby, bitch
Young niggas still gon' ride, whatever the terms, pull up to the main event
These niggas hate when you winning, they plottin' and schemeing, just stay on that hatin shit
Ima just ice out my mouth and just tat the f*ck up give a f*ck if it cost me a brick

Sittin' back, chillin', it's not my time, money and chicken, been on my mind
Restin' the day for the week, better get the f*ck up, let me tell you I'm on my grind
So many days of my life, I done made mistakes, man, I wish I could hit rewind
Baby, you know what they say, I be actin' like Dis cuz my love for you way too blind

Can't wait for the day you break my heart again, guess I won that bet
Shooters around hear dat swish we ain't hittin no rim, niggas hit nothin' but net
Young nigga livin' it, I can't go for shit, can't take disrespect
Know I ain't bluff, you pull to the spot, come through, skeet up, then leave with a hat