Fashion Lyrics

(Jesus said to him)

(I am the way, and the truth, and the life)

(No one comes to the father except through me)

Yea, yea, yea, yea

Niggas be lame and they following fashion (ohh)

Money my time so I always be stacking (ohh)

Only fear God he can't let nothing happen (ohh)

Fu-Fuck up a beat every time I be rapping (ohh)

I'm with the bros and we never be lacking

You got no money go make some shit happen

Fuck all these niggas they on they ass laughing

I crashed the Porsche but the next one got fashion (skrtt)

I'm inna horse I be pushing with traction

I took your girl she ain't want you she laughing

Last girl I had she ain't tell me what happened

When they see me up don't come back for the fashion

Cause when I was down they ain't fuck with the passion

My pockets so full, yea I'm stacking and racking

All these niggas be lame man they always be capping

(Yeaa, ohh)

She say I'm insane (I'm insane)

Nobody like me don't know what to say (say)

They on my dick while I'm making a way (making a way)

They gon show love when they up in my face

I'm finna get a new car and put stars in the wraith

She wanna give me the head wanna give me the brain

How you gon change when I'm down and then say that I'm fake (like wha)

No I cannot trust a hoe they gon change like they lace (wha)

No I cannot show you love you do not show the same (wha)

I do not know you lil bru get the fuck out my face

All of that time that we had you had changed in my face

She always threatening to leave I don't know what to say

She always claim she want me I don't feel its that way

Started this shit at sixteen now I'm running a race

It's been a while but I'm back and I'm up in they face

Yea, yea, yea, yea

Niggas be lame and they following fashion (ohh)

Money my time so I always be stacking (ohh)

Only fear God he can't let nothing happen (woo)

Fu-Fuck up a beat every time I be rapping

I'm with the bros and we never be lacking

You got no money go make some shit happen

Fuck all these niggas they on they ass laughing

I crashed the Porsche but the next one got fashion

I'm inna horse I be pushing with traction

I took your girl she ain't want you she laughing

Last girl I had she ain't tell me what happened

When they see me up don't come back for the fashion

Cause when I was down they ain't fuck with the passion (yea, yea)

My pockets so full, yea I'm stacking and racking

All these niggas be lame man they always be capping

(Babykai you're crazy)