M a r t í n - POSTED (feat. Famalam Staxx) Lyrics

P-O-S-T-E-D
P-O-S-T-E-D
Yeah, we P-O-S-T-E-D
P-O-S-T-E-D
Yeah, we P-O-S-T-E-D
P-O-S-T-E-D
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah ya know we out here posted
Gangstas wanna be loved but askin' the streets, "yeah where the love at"
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah you know I'm out here posted
We posted
You know i'm posted
Ain't life just grand, it'll cost you more than a grand (mhm)
Smokin'' on a dime sack with a dime piece which one will bring peace? (which one)
Shadow dancin' with demons, as the angels observe from the box seats (they watching me)
God send me a message
Will i-will i-will i ever make it to the pearly gates with all my mistakes
This ain't no game of chess, I just checked and you not my mate (checkmate )
Real is rare, fake there's plenty
CTRL C f*ck the V, the paste of me gon' end up sloppy (oh so sloppy)
In a tug-of-war, with humbleness and pride
Told a boomer i got the drip, thought i had a health condition
Came out that wreck, lookin' like scarface God said "now, here's your message"
This ain't a blessing, it's redemption
Will this be my downfall or my ascension?
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah you know we out here posted
Gangstas wanna be loved but askin' the streets, "yeah where the love at"
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah ya' you know we out here posted
We posted
Ya know i'm posted
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah ya I'm know I'm out here posted
People ask, "where you get that guap?" just hustlin' and stayin' blessed
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah ya' know I'm out here posted
We posted
Ya know i'm posted
P-O-S-T E-D got that 40 on my side (yeah)
P-O-S-T-E-D got yo' shorty in my ride (yeah)
Don't you play with me because we known to be outside (yeah)
M - a - r - t - í -n Famalam we finna' slide (yeah)
Famalam (STAXX)
I just count my racks (RACKS)
Freaky lil bih I hit her from the back
It's never a drought cus' I'm keeping the pack
Never a drought, make it rain all in XTC
She off the ecstasy, wanna get next to me
She know I'm busy, so she don't be textin' me
I'm in the streets, with the cookies like seseme
Rather you not graduate than you try testin' me
(Yeah)
P-O-S-T-E-D (yeah)
Put this shit on repeat
Plays on tour, cus' they travel to see me
I need a clone, all my hoes wanna see me
I bought a new whip and it can't take a CD
I'm on my grind, this shit gettin' easy
Yeah it's our this summer, this shit our season
P-O-S-T-E-D, ya you know we out here posted
Gangstas wanna be loved but askin' the streets, "yeah where the love at"
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah ya you know we out here posted
We posted
Ya know i'm posted
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah you know I'm out here posted
People ask, "where you get that guap?" just hustlin' and stayin' blessed
P-O-S-T-E-D, yeah ya' know I'm out here posted
We posted
Ya know i'm posted