(So many songs on here that I'll never make)
("Your unmotivated bruh, you gotta get on your shit")
("You could be something")
("Footies music sucks bruh absolute trash")
("Why do you waste your time bruh ?")
Man f*ck these lames
Can't
Can't
Can't get death off my mind
Sufferin', wonderin', if this is even a sign of the times
I gotta get away from this small county vibe
Get away from the lames and the wastin' my time
Yeah
They wastin' my time
You've heard of me bitch
What is your name?
Step the f*ck back 'fore you get hit with the blade
Nobody's safe
Comin' for everyone
Takin' a throne in this ma f*ckin game
Won't stop
Till I lay in the grave
I want people to hear the shit that I say
Not for the money, or bitched, or fame
But everybody gon be screamin my name
F-oo-t-i-e
Basket case
Stay in the street
Hollow chest, no heart in me
But hardly ever seen at peace
F-oo-t-i-e
Basket case
Stay in the street
Hollow chest, no heart in me
But hardly ever seen at peace
Speakin' of which, you a bitch, and that's facts
I just acquired the shit that you lack
And just did it better and bigger then that
Boy, I passed where you're mentally at
Bliik
Footie301 - Calls from the Opps and Doubters (Interlude) Lyrics
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(So many songs on here that I'll never make)
("Your unmotivated bruh, you gotta get on your shit")
("You could be something")
("Footies music sucks bruh absolute trash")
("Why do you waste your time bruh ?")
Man f*ck these lames
Can't
Can't
Can't get death off my mind
Sufferin', wonderin', if this is even a sign of the times
I gotta get away from this small county vibe
Get away from the lames and the wastin' my time
Yeah
They wastin' my time
You've heard of me bitch
What is your name?
Step the f*ck back 'fore you get hit with the blade
Nobody's safe
Comin' for everyone
Takin' a throne in this ma f*ckin game
Won't stop
Till I lay in the grave
I want people to hear the shit that I say
Not for the money, or bitched, or fame
But everybody gon be screamin my name
F-oo-t-i-e
Basket case
Stay in the street
Hollow chest, no heart in me
But hardly ever seen at peace
F-oo-t-i-e
Basket case
Stay in the street
Hollow chest, no heart in me
But hardly ever seen at peace
Speakin' of which, you a bitch, and that's facts
I just acquired the shit that you lack
And just did it better and bigger then that
Boy, I passed where you're mentally at
Bliik
("Your unmotivated bruh, you gotta get on your shit")
("You could be something")
("Footies music sucks bruh absolute trash")
("Why do you waste your time bruh ?")
Man f*ck these lames
Can't
Can't
Can't get death off my mind
Sufferin', wonderin', if this is even a sign of the times
I gotta get away from this small county vibe
Get away from the lames and the wastin' my time
Yeah
They wastin' my time
You've heard of me bitch
What is your name?
Step the f*ck back 'fore you get hit with the blade
Nobody's safe
Comin' for everyone
Takin' a throne in this ma f*ckin game
Won't stop
Till I lay in the grave
I want people to hear the shit that I say
Not for the money, or bitched, or fame
But everybody gon be screamin my name
F-oo-t-i-e
Basket case
Stay in the street
Hollow chest, no heart in me
But hardly ever seen at peace
F-oo-t-i-e
Basket case
Stay in the street
Hollow chest, no heart in me
But hardly ever seen at peace
Speakin' of which, you a bitch, and that's facts
I just acquired the shit that you lack
And just did it better and bigger then that
Boy, I passed where you're mentally at
Bliik
Writer: Patrick Schwartz
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid