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Fhurt (Effort) Video (MV)




Performed By: Tori Tana
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Mytori Muse




Tori Tana - Fhurt (Effort) Lyrics
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Yo, yo, yo, hmm, rest in peace Tara, I'm Kapt'N Slutty baby, I'm Kapt'N Slutty baby
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Mama, mama, please look at your son Livin' his life like your boy on the run
Since you been gone it's been streets and a gun I'ma die with a gun, play with some kids
If these niggas want fun, Look to the stars, fell in love with the sun
For them bands pull a string or a drum, Gettin' calls from the devil
Dig your own grave, cause you know I keep shovels, Been chasin' a dream for a mill, drip
But Meek said it's levels, they know I'm a diamond that's why it been pressure
You know you worth more, why you settle for lesser?
If you want it, then put in the effort
Gotta get it before it's a stretcher
Gotta get it before it's a stretcher
Try to take it and boy, it's a stretcher Gotta main, she gon' cheat if you stress her
Hit the lab and I work like I'm Dexter Tried to tell them this music, I'm destined
On my way, God gave me a blessing
Tana been chargin', so his music, it move like a Tesla
Inspired by people with extra, I swear I always had lesser
Never look down like I'm better, trust in my dream, baby, be my Coretta
When they find out I'm gold, drip, they gon' treat me like treasure
I got the ruler, it look like it measure, lil' baby, don't cheat for some pleasure
My efforts deserve me a bezel
Mama, mama, please look at your son
Livin' his life like your boy on the run
Since you been gone it been streets and a gun
I'ma die with a gun, play with some kids if these niggas want fun
Look to the stars, fell in love with the sun
For them bands, pull a string or a drum
Gettin' calls from the devil
Dig your own grave, cause you know I keep shovels
Been chasin' a dream for a mill, drip
But Meek said it's levels, they know I'm a diamond, that why it been pressure
You know you worth more, why you settle for lesser?
If you want it, then put in the effort
Gotta get it before it's a stretcher
Mama, your boy ain't the same and I know it
But your baby deserve it, I know it
If I get it, I act like I owe it
In other words, swear I'ma split it
My people ain't got it, I swear I'ma get it
I'm stayin' committed
Just finding my groove, don't f*ck with my pivot
I know I'm the chosen one
Bout' that green like a hole in one
Disrespect, it's a hole in one
Mama look at the toll on your son
Now I'm lookin' at bad like it's fun
Mama, look what I did for them funds
Mama, look what I did with that gun
Makin' that bread out of crumbs, crumbs
Makin' bread out of crumbs,
Makin' bread out of crumbs,
Makin' bread out of crumbs,
Cause' mama
Mama, Mama
Please, look at your son
Livin' his life like your boy on the run
Since you been gone, it's been streets and a gun
I'ma die with a gun
Play with some kids if these niggas want fun
Look to the stars, fell in love with the sun
For them bands, pull a string or a drum
Gettin' calls from the devil
Dig your own grave, cause, you know I keep shovels
Been chasin' a dream for a mill, drip,
But Meek said it's levels
They know I'ma diamond, that why it been pressure
You know you worth more, why you settle for lesser?
If you want it, then put in the effort
Got to get it before it's a stretcher
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Yo, yo, yo, hmm, rest in peace Tara, I'm Kapt'N Slutty baby, I'm Kapt'N Slutty baby
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Mama, mama, please look at your son Livin' his life like your boy on the run
Since you been gone it's been streets and a gun I'ma die with a gun, play with some kids
If these niggas want fun, Look to the stars, fell in love with the sun
For them bands pull a string or a drum, Gettin' calls from the devil
Dig your own grave, cause you know I keep shovels, Been chasin' a dream for a mill, drip
But Meek said it's levels, they know I'm a diamond that's why it been pressure
You know you worth more, why you settle for lesser?
If you want it, then put in the effort
Gotta get it before it's a stretcher
Gotta get it before it's a stretcher
Try to take it and boy, it's a stretcher Gotta main, she gon' cheat if you stress her
Hit the lab and I work like I'm Dexter Tried to tell them this music, I'm destined
On my way, God gave me a blessing
Tana been chargin', so his music, it move like a Tesla
Inspired by people with extra, I swear I always had lesser
Never look down like I'm better, trust in my dream, baby, be my Coretta
When they find out I'm gold, drip, they gon' treat me like treasure
I got the ruler, it look like it measure, lil' baby, don't cheat for some pleasure
My efforts deserve me a bezel
Mama, mama, please look at your son
Livin' his life like your boy on the run
Since you been gone it been streets and a gun
I'ma die with a gun, play with some kids if these niggas want fun
Look to the stars, fell in love with the sun
For them bands, pull a string or a drum
Gettin' calls from the devil
Dig your own grave, cause you know I keep shovels
Been chasin' a dream for a mill, drip
But Meek said it's levels, they know I'm a diamond, that why it been pressure
You know you worth more, why you settle for lesser?
If you want it, then put in the effort
Gotta get it before it's a stretcher
Mama, your boy ain't the same and I know it
But your baby deserve it, I know it
If I get it, I act like I owe it
In other words, swear I'ma split it
My people ain't got it, I swear I'ma get it
I'm stayin' committed
Just finding my groove, don't f*ck with my pivot
I know I'm the chosen one
Bout' that green like a hole in one
Disrespect, it's a hole in one
Mama look at the toll on your son
Now I'm lookin' at bad like it's fun
Mama, look what I did for them funds
Mama, look what I did with that gun
Makin' that bread out of crumbs, crumbs
Makin' bread out of crumbs,
Makin' bread out of crumbs,
Makin' bread out of crumbs,
Cause' mama
Mama, Mama
Please, look at your son
Livin' his life like your boy on the run
Since you been gone, it's been streets and a gun
I'ma die with a gun
Play with some kids if these niggas want fun
Look to the stars, fell in love with the sun
For them bands, pull a string or a drum
Gettin' calls from the devil
Dig your own grave, cause, you know I keep shovels
Been chasin' a dream for a mill, drip,
But Meek said it's levels
They know I'ma diamond, that why it been pressure
You know you worth more, why you settle for lesser?
If you want it, then put in the effort
Got to get it before it's a stretcher
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Writer: Mytori Muse
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