ฟังเพลงM.F.T.R. (Explicit)

作曲 : Terrence Thornton/Matthew Samuels/Adam Feeney/Terius Nash

作词 : Terrence Thornton/Matthew Samuels/Adam Feeney/Terius Nash

Creep up on these *******s

Creep up on these *******s

Speak up on these *******s

Speak up on a *******

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

*******s ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a ******* get religious

Amen!

You rather be more famous than rich

Play your role, it’s easy acting like Mitch

“Paid In Full” was more than reading a script

Paid in full is really just being Rich Porter

Filling all standing orders

Would you question could I swim if you saw me walking on water?

Yeah, while every song got a rapper dance

Yuugh, I’m drug money like Dapper Dan

No retirement plans, no Derek Jeters

We all know I did it; Rodriguez

The illusion of money we don’t believe in

You ask me, Tyga looking like a genius

I’m Kim Jong of the crack song

Gil Scott-Heron to the black poem

Woo, the revolution will be televised

‘Cause we done see all and they telling lies

Creep up on these *******s

Creep up on these *******s

Speak up on these *******s

Speak up on a *******

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

*******s ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a ******* get religious

Amen!

You rather be more famous than rich

Play your role, it’s easy being my *******

It’s only right for a queen to floss your *******t

Rolex crowns, I emboss your wrist

The minimums, *******s ain’t synonyms

Dual exhausts, driving flying saucers

Diamond crosses, hang Taka******* portraits

Street millionaires rub shoulders

And laugh at ******* ******* promoters

Hoping that they get noticed, still driving a Focus

What you ******* him for if you didn’t know what the goal was?

*******ne, remote control blinds

That turn on the time lapse, controlled by the iPad

Ahhh, my living room rap scream crack money

I don’t trust rap *******s or rap money

See this air hole tech and get ratttttt from me

Creep up on these *******s

Creep up on these *******s

Speak up on these *******s

Speak up on a *******

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

*******s ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a ******* get religious

Amen!

*******s talking it, but ain’t living it

Two years later admitting it, all them *******s is renting *******t

They ask why I’m still talking ****, why not?

The biggest rappers in the game broke, voilà

They say it’s hate, but it’s these well-dressed snakes

That learn to walk on the concrete, I just saw it and spoke to it

Yuugh, you ain’t know, you got coached through it

Wooo, the rap fans got hoaxed through it

Haaa, the whole time I sold coke through it

*******, and records I was Bo through it

King Push is synonymous with kingpin

Chess moves on your checkerboard, king him

Yeah, this is gun slingers and Goyard

Uh, this is O Dog in the courtyard

You wonder why I’m still here

I’m America’s worst nightmare

Night, night *******

Creep up on these *******s

Creep up on these *******s

Speak up on these *******s

Speak up on a *******

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Walk up in that ******* and wave at everything

Go and make it bang, go and make it bang

Gettin’ followed by them hollows, go and make it bang

*******s ain’t been to church in a minute

But it’s funny how that TEC make a ******* get religious

Amen!