Fingo 33 - Fye (feat. King Smilez) Lyrics

Where we at? One time with it
I'm on the grind I just gotta speak my mind with it
Where we at? One time with it
I'm on the grind I just gotta.. I just gotta yea, yea
One time with it
Do you mind? I just gotta spit mines with it
Where we at? One time with it
Said do you mind? I just

I be out here on my grind with it
Runnin' marathons you know I gotta take my time with it
And you know just who I'm vibin' with
Niggas don't even gotta say much but I listen
Yea nigga I listen

Yea nigga I be hearin' that shit nigga I be peepin that shit nigga
I'm a motherf*ckin' hawk nigga I'm in the field nigga I hear you loud and clear nigga yea

Loud and clear like 10-4
But I could never copy a nigga ain't what I'm here 'fo
I just want all of the paper like what I'm meant 'fo
And I don't know no nigga like me, I been gold
I gotta focus lockin' in is what I'm known for
I used to rock my heart on my sleeve now I got coats boy
And you can check all my attire you know I float boy
That mean I been fly, I'm on my Yusuke
Green fitted two piece see me on a Tuesday
You'd think I move weight from out a few states
But I'm feelin' like Spitta
And this that audio dope that I deliver
And you can't get a sliver
Got to be a king of the court... or have a couple shillings of silver
I'm holdin' on that paper like that folder manila
Nip said this a marathon don't burn out while you sprintin

Said where we at? One time with it
I'm on the grind I just gotta spit mines with it
Said where we at? One time with it
Said do you mind? I just gotta speak my (Gotta speak my mind with it yea)
Said where we at? One time with it
I'm on the grind I just gotta spit mines with it, yea
Said where we at? One time with it
I'm on the grind I just... gotta speak my mind with it

Said why they wanna mess with me
Pullin' up man you know I got the recipe
I got the sauce, drippin' like the hidden leaf
I got the bars y'all know that I be spittin' heat
No cap why you wanna play with the kid
Droppin' thangs off now they searching like a mystery
You got a weak flow while I'm cookin' on this Spacey beat
10 toes down never switched up on the team, aye
Ask the squad how we do it, she wetter than voss, got her smiling for the boss
Asking for the cost while I'm shooting hella far
Drop dead white chalk when I hit the mall
Fashion killa even when I talk
Must be that time of the month cuz you soft
Never been about it
Why you looking off
Raekwon the chef til you heard me spitting bars
Feeling super sized let me cool it I'm too hard
Y'all still sleeping on me? For your information I'm just tryna stack this paper
Never broke again
Coles son when I make it
Disciple from the ville and you know I'm too real
Hit you. With that. Left to the right
Ankles. On the. Ground cuz I'm nice
I'm too charged up let me drink another sprite
Shawty come through If you wanna feel alive aye