No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Fluently
Yeah
Yeah
No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3 P's nigga
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Might send them after you that's for your jewelry
Then 2 white freaks trying to do a G
Big bags yeah we trying to flip that
F*ck with us we send a hit a back
I believe in karma and all of that other shit mane
But niggas need some get back
Got that boy feeling shitty Ex Lax
This ain't checkers little nigga it's a chess match
Mind games that some shit I'm the best at
Trick you into giving up where you rest at
No cap mane these niggas pussy I can see it on they faces
They need some training like basics
Bullets to the eyes we call that lasiks
I'm a real boss we don't steal niggas take shit
We the wrong ones to play with
Glocks and choppers yeah we stay with them
And don't think we won't rock out on stage nigga
I got homies out west like they TDE
Keep the bread in the gang like we BGE
With the sack young niggas elite
Get em in gone and we repeat
I been on nigga since like 15
Making plenty plays off of Hazel Road
How I made my first roll that don't fold
Game is to be sold nigga never told
Niggas tough over phones but in person they not bold
Guess they mad cause I gwap more
Oops my bad mean I got more
And I'm dripping sauce like some nachos
Mexican bitch told me that I'm guapo
I replied I'm the black Pablo
Mercenaries everywhere that I go
Plus the pack come insured like Geico
Bro told me keep rapping you might blow
Obsessed with the flow going psycho
Savage like Myers Michael
But f*ck a knife I let that pipe go
Real trap nigga I don't beef on the internet
Off the radar where I'm chilling at
Might send them goons to your crib like the men in black if you know what I'm getting at
Are you feeling that
No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3 P's nigga
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Might send them after you that's for your jewelry
Then 2 white freaks trying to do a G
Big bags yeah we trying to flip that
F*ck with us we send a hit a back
I believe in karma and all of that other shit mane
But niggas need some get back
Got that boy feeling shitty Ex Lax
This ain't checkers little nigga it's a chess match
Mind games that some shit I'm the best at
Trick you into giving up where you rest at
Kid Carter - Foolery Lyrics
Kid Carter - Foolery Lyrics
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English
No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Fluently
Yeah
Yeah
No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3 P's nigga
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Might send them after you that's for your jewelry
Then 2 white freaks trying to do a G
Big bags yeah we trying to flip that
F*ck with us we send a hit a back
I believe in karma and all of that other shit mane
But niggas need some get back
Got that boy feeling shitty Ex Lax
This ain't checkers little nigga it's a chess match
Mind games that some shit I'm the best at
Trick you into giving up where you rest at
No cap mane these niggas pussy I can see it on they faces
They need some training like basics
Bullets to the eyes we call that lasiks
I'm a real boss we don't steal niggas take shit
We the wrong ones to play with
Glocks and choppers yeah we stay with them
And don't think we won't rock out on stage nigga
I got homies out west like they TDE
Keep the bread in the gang like we BGE
With the sack young niggas elite
Get em in gone and we repeat
I been on nigga since like 15
Making plenty plays off of Hazel Road
How I made my first roll that don't fold
Game is to be sold nigga never told
Niggas tough over phones but in person they not bold
Guess they mad cause I gwap more
Oops my bad mean I got more
And I'm dripping sauce like some nachos
Mexican bitch told me that I'm guapo
I replied I'm the black Pablo
Mercenaries everywhere that I go
Plus the pack come insured like Geico
Bro told me keep rapping you might blow
Obsessed with the flow going psycho
Savage like Myers Michael
But f*ck a knife I let that pipe go
Real trap nigga I don't beef on the internet
Off the radar where I'm chilling at
Might send them goons to your crib like the men in black if you know what I'm getting at
Are you feeling that
No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3 P's nigga
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Might send them after you that's for your jewelry
Then 2 white freaks trying to do a G
Big bags yeah we trying to flip that
F*ck with us we send a hit a back
I believe in karma and all of that other shit mane
But niggas need some get back
Got that boy feeling shitty Ex Lax
This ain't checkers little nigga it's a chess match
Mind games that some shit I'm the best at
Trick you into giving up where you rest at
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Fluently
Yeah
Yeah
No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3 P's nigga
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Might send them after you that's for your jewelry
Then 2 white freaks trying to do a G
Big bags yeah we trying to flip that
F*ck with us we send a hit a back
I believe in karma and all of that other shit mane
But niggas need some get back
Got that boy feeling shitty Ex Lax
This ain't checkers little nigga it's a chess match
Mind games that some shit I'm the best at
Trick you into giving up where you rest at
No cap mane these niggas pussy I can see it on they faces
They need some training like basics
Bullets to the eyes we call that lasiks
I'm a real boss we don't steal niggas take shit
We the wrong ones to play with
Glocks and choppers yeah we stay with them
And don't think we won't rock out on stage nigga
I got homies out west like they TDE
Keep the bread in the gang like we BGE
With the sack young niggas elite
Get em in gone and we repeat
I been on nigga since like 15
Making plenty plays off of Hazel Road
How I made my first roll that don't fold
Game is to be sold nigga never told
Niggas tough over phones but in person they not bold
Guess they mad cause I gwap more
Oops my bad mean I got more
And I'm dripping sauce like some nachos
Mexican bitch told me that I'm guapo
I replied I'm the black Pablo
Mercenaries everywhere that I go
Plus the pack come insured like Geico
Bro told me keep rapping you might blow
Obsessed with the flow going psycho
Savage like Myers Michael
But f*ck a knife I let that pipe go
Real trap nigga I don't beef on the internet
Off the radar where I'm chilling at
Might send them goons to your crib like the men in black if you know what I'm getting at
Are you feeling that
No time for the foolery
We are not the same no that shit ain't cool to me
Just went to my guy for like 2 or 3 P's nigga
You know that ain't new to me
Young niggas look up to me yeah I'm influencing
I speak they language fluently
Might send them after you that's for your jewelry
Then 2 white freaks trying to do a G
Big bags yeah we trying to flip that
F*ck with us we send a hit a back
I believe in karma and all of that other shit mane
But niggas need some get back
Got that boy feeling shitty Ex Lax
This ain't checkers little nigga it's a chess match
Mind games that some shit I'm the best at
Trick you into giving up where you rest at
Writer: Chandler Carter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid