Tarik - F.N.T.W. lyrics

[Hook] I dont feel no type of way, no emotion from the king Said its just me and team we dont feel no type of way No emotions from the king Sit back and watch me do my thing I been working, working like i got something to lose Well in fact thats cause i do They say im rapping, rapping like i got something to prove That im better that you [Verse 1: Tarik] Ok now the only thing i know is great Only thing that im not is fake Only language i speak is truth So you and i can't conversate And i know you haters got a lot to say I dont give you my time of day Said no to you and they yes to me When i come around she accomadate They all doing what i say I bring the table to my plate Im trying to get this money like 5 ways So paydays is just fridays Cause im always in tip-top shape Im a giant i skyscrape So small talk me no hable Because everything i do grande And they waitin, waitin, waitin, waitin, waitin For me to fall boy i hope you got some patience Cause i worked to get where i am dog It ain't take that long to get hot And my [?] told me im only seconds from pulling into your spot Look i started with nothing but change in my pockets What more can i say now my name is the topic But all they can say is how much i accomplished Take that to the bank which your two cents to deposit Ain't your time in the night night players I'm an all star go and get night-light player Promise you don't really want it this is fight night player I ain't never been a looser whats your life like player Im ill [Chorus] [Verse 2: Tyler Thomas] Ok i hop off the plane I made it up to the city I got some sleep in my eyes And my necks feeling like jelly I call up mikey and shawn They pick me up and they tell me I got a session with tarik I said yo cool thats the relly Boy i been getting it in Trying to make it colossal My n***as bad to the bone Man you can tell by the fossil Im thinking bout getting money So im steadily grinding I got b**hes on top of b**hes like my name frankie lymon I make my way to this paper I be hungry fo sho And ive been making these moves I place my order to go Man every night i been dreamin im on a mountain of dough Already knew i was trippin smoked a mountain of dro Na na na i dont f** with none of yall Like waterboy i wanna ball Greedy boy i want it all She heard em all She wanna brawl Bars homie my lifes facin Do it big like chubby-chasers Patriotic like george mason One hand on my heart never on the Jameson Chilling in my ride Hard to see whats inside It ain't no devil in my eyes Just that purp cause im still high Man i love it and i f**ing mean it You can tell by my demeanor I dont need your two cents Save that weak sh** for the meter Man my sh** ain't never watered Workin hard like south the border Like two cents on that recorder Its four on top till i get deported Yeah Yeah its four on top till i get deported Flow the k**a im dressed in black Its a funeral what we just recorded [Verse 3: Tarik & Tyler Thomas] Im just important, this is just a portion I [?] a coffin, and thats just for caution Ill stuff your coffins [?] [?] they discuss me often Boy my name got rang out Fresh kicks and my jeans low Chained up on that young n***a Got horse power like django Said it won't be long till that range rover Still cashing out when that bank close No ice but my name glows And im still rocking these same clothes And i change clothes like jay ho Tech longer than eight hoes Hit once and she say so And she come back for like 8 more God damn [Chorus]