Tom Foolery - PSA lyrics

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Tom Foolery - PSA lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Tom Foolery] Rolled up a Swisher, perfect picture in this Audi Handle full of liquor consider listening loudly Was gettin' drowsy now he's spittin' kinda rowdy Wishin' he was out in Cali, burnin' oil like a Saudi An overweight Caucasian communicatin' with Satan I'm smokin' on this Jamaican, debatin' with Kevin Bacon Awakened the nation, you see my patience in vacant Replacement for fakeness, a dedication to greatness Uhh Switch it up, go ahead ladies do your thing b**h up, get your bread, ignore em' when the phone ring Takin' his twenty and hittin' the scene Makin' the money and livin' the dream So sickening with a sweet 16, gonna need vaccine It's a mean routine Garbage on the radio, where is Waste Management? Turnin' off my stereo, I swear I will abandon it So high off this cannabis, I only bought a gram of it Damn that's it? Yea Man, I thought that I could handle it [Break] [Verse 2: Tom Foolery] Look Penny for my thoughts? It's more like addin' up to millions Stackin' up the racks, they're paying cash to hear my brilliance Workin' on these raps to give it back to both my children Won't let me in the door, so guess I'm scalin' up the building Take a walk with me so we can see how bright the future is Laughin' at these haters cuz their words are all so humorous You ain't learned I'm great then you should prolly find a tutor b**h On my Steve Jobs, I wanna be Apple computer rich Establishin' my dominance, I don't need a handout Overstocked in confidence believe that I'm the man now Watchin' this incompetence, I see that I'ma standout Bet against my prominence, you'll be a couple grand down All about the money and the fame, at least I'm honest Hottest sh** this winter, think December changed to August Wallet out my pocket, promise I'll fill it with profits Writin' all these awesome rhymes while I am stuck inside this office These rappers overusing punchlines man they jokin' Please tell me what happened to the word and how it's spoken No I wasn't chosen but it seems that I'm an omen Man I'm livin' stress free and these beats have got me floatin' 26 years, so much left that I gotta see I am an oddity, go check out my biography I wanna own it all, just like an apostrophe 1 mixtape better than your whole discography I'm so cold people yellin' Good Humor And if you family you prolly call me Junior Sorry I'm late, I planned to be here much sooner But I picked up the pen and then I went and changed the future