FYM

I tried to call but you seemed angry
Patience you say
I'm so sick of all the bullshit
I'm done playing' your games
I can't keep up
I feel safer when I'm out your way
I feel the temptation of wasting my time on you anyways

Talkin' 'bout come through
Got news, for you
Girl boo, fuck you
Don't really care what you got to say
Got my new bitch and got new things
Move on from the old shit now, fuck you mean?

Yeah, I'm at a fast pace
Yeah, I'm in the fast race
And I'm in a fast chase
Can't stop, don't wait
Green light, bad base, no time, too late
Too much on my mind and you think I gotta relate
Shiver me timbers
Know I'm gonna be late
Gotta deliver, hold up replay
Don't you remember, you don't play games
You can't stop us, ain't no delays
I can't even remember
Where to start with beginners
And we know that we winners
And we are the inventor's

This zone, no enter, no time, go gettas
No fair, can't even shimmer, can't fuck us
You rather reconsider
Tribe 7 coming hard, bending bars
Holdin' scars, team winnin', ballin' hard
Shooting stars, call on God
Oh my God, sent a voicemail, my regards, sincerely killin' me
Peelin' me, buildin' me
This is the economy, you can't even fuck with me
How the fuck you suppose to see, uh

Run away so we can be together
Rainy days turn into sunny weather
Turn the clock back, take a step back, tryna re-track
Just reflect back tryna to clap back
Going to the future
Oop, it's a blooper
Re-take lemme boost ya, hawk ya like a cougar
Could've caught ya sooner
Glad I didn't lose ya
Don't wanna accuse ya, make sure I don't use

Talkin' 'bout come through
Got news, for you
Girl boo, fuck you
Don't really care what you got to say
Got my new bitch and got new things
Move on from the old shit now, fuck you mean?