If only they could keep it a bean they'd prolly grow
Boys Lens bias ain't making it to the show
Everything I spit crack
Prime feel like deions light bright night make every color on me
Neon I don't polly with the peons
Never gave up on this bitch I feel like Leon
Streets ain't been the same in a while
Streets ain't been the same in a while
Shit get lonely in it
We could all relate to the sayin we lost a homie in it
Niggas tryna f*ck ya girl you feel like Jodie with it
Tryn win a ring for the crib feel like Brodie with it
Classic if I'm touching the booth
I was young just having fun & they was something to do
More mature & know the score I give my all to youth
Can't watch you make the same mistakes I made without you knowing the truth
Get ya money not ya funny up
Don't worry bout the bitches they gon come they see you hustlin
Don't wear that jewelry everywhere they struggling
Niggas get to running up
Ya momma need her son more than the graveyard need another box
I done really lived this shit or seen it close
I either lose too much or did the most
Too many wakes I tell ya it's hard to cope
Aint nobody smiled so trust me there ain't a joke
Look
Speaking of boxes I know the ropes
Tryn school you youngings before it's closed
Thats the casket
Still gotta watch my back ain't moving backwards
Still got a family to feed I turn to ramsey
It's way more than Pennie's in these stanzas
Flow water & it still ain't for streams we the machine
Ima get mine & ours by any means
North side Queens I'm putting on for the team
ForeverFNO these niggas know what it mean
Ain't no pillow talk with a Queen go let them hoes go
Seen empires fall cause niggas ain't follow bro code
Our bottles was the first time you ever had the rosemo
Been a all star they tryn get me in the rosebowl
Classic
Never here to duplicate
Big dog bitch I never copycat Roger that
It's FNO
Mozzarella Mani - CopyCat Lyrics
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If only they could keep it a bean they'd prolly grow
Boys Lens bias ain't making it to the show
Everything I spit crack
Prime feel like deions light bright night make every color on me
Neon I don't polly with the peons
Never gave up on this bitch I feel like Leon
Streets ain't been the same in a while
Streets ain't been the same in a while
Shit get lonely in it
We could all relate to the sayin we lost a homie in it
Niggas tryna f*ck ya girl you feel like Jodie with it
Tryn win a ring for the crib feel like Brodie with it
Classic if I'm touching the booth
I was young just having fun & they was something to do
More mature & know the score I give my all to youth
Can't watch you make the same mistakes I made without you knowing the truth
Get ya money not ya funny up
Don't worry bout the bitches they gon come they see you hustlin
Don't wear that jewelry everywhere they struggling
Niggas get to running up
Ya momma need her son more than the graveyard need another box
I done really lived this shit or seen it close
I either lose too much or did the most
Too many wakes I tell ya it's hard to cope
Aint nobody smiled so trust me there ain't a joke
Look
Speaking of boxes I know the ropes
Tryn school you youngings before it's closed
Thats the casket
Still gotta watch my back ain't moving backwards
Still got a family to feed I turn to ramsey
It's way more than Pennie's in these stanzas
Flow water & it still ain't for streams we the machine
Ima get mine & ours by any means
North side Queens I'm putting on for the team
ForeverFNO these niggas know what it mean
Ain't no pillow talk with a Queen go let them hoes go
Seen empires fall cause niggas ain't follow bro code
Our bottles was the first time you ever had the rosemo
Been a all star they tryn get me in the rosebowl
Classic
Never here to duplicate
Big dog bitch I never copycat Roger that
It's FNO
Boys Lens bias ain't making it to the show
Everything I spit crack
Prime feel like deions light bright night make every color on me
Neon I don't polly with the peons
Never gave up on this bitch I feel like Leon
Streets ain't been the same in a while
Streets ain't been the same in a while
Shit get lonely in it
We could all relate to the sayin we lost a homie in it
Niggas tryna f*ck ya girl you feel like Jodie with it
Tryn win a ring for the crib feel like Brodie with it
Classic if I'm touching the booth
I was young just having fun & they was something to do
More mature & know the score I give my all to youth
Can't watch you make the same mistakes I made without you knowing the truth
Get ya money not ya funny up
Don't worry bout the bitches they gon come they see you hustlin
Don't wear that jewelry everywhere they struggling
Niggas get to running up
Ya momma need her son more than the graveyard need another box
I done really lived this shit or seen it close
I either lose too much or did the most
Too many wakes I tell ya it's hard to cope
Aint nobody smiled so trust me there ain't a joke
Look
Speaking of boxes I know the ropes
Tryn school you youngings before it's closed
Thats the casket
Still gotta watch my back ain't moving backwards
Still got a family to feed I turn to ramsey
It's way more than Pennie's in these stanzas
Flow water & it still ain't for streams we the machine
Ima get mine & ours by any means
North side Queens I'm putting on for the team
ForeverFNO these niggas know what it mean
Ain't no pillow talk with a Queen go let them hoes go
Seen empires fall cause niggas ain't follow bro code
Our bottles was the first time you ever had the rosemo
Been a all star they tryn get me in the rosebowl
Classic
Never here to duplicate
Big dog bitch I never copycat Roger that
It's FNO
Writer: Temani Norton
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