Fax Lane - Blinds Lyrics

I can not make like I care those Blinds
Who talk things they don't even realize
Care so much about my surrounding ice
Yo I don't give a none damn check
Travel through bus or through a jet
Soul car, yeah, color red
Your boy is so upset
What you are looking for in my wallet?
911, I might call in
To much fire inside my set
Firemen couldn't make it end
So much saying like the president
Chase me high, not going under
Third real sky, God my boss sir
Chase me high, not going under
Third real sky, God my boss sir
And I'm on top skies
Talking not fine
Got me on time
On the top flight
I can not make like I care those blinds
Who talk things they don't even realize
Care so much about my surrounding ice
Yo I don't give a none damn check
Travel through bus or through a jet
Soul car, yeah, color red
Your boy is so upset
What you are looking for in my wallet?
911, I might call in
To much fire inside my set
Firemans couldn't make it end
So much saying like the president
So much, caring on my type, oh
You must, care about your side, oh
So much, caring on my type, oh
You must, care about your side, oh