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letra de f.o.m.o. (fear of missing out) - matty rico

[verse 1]
jim beam and tobacco
weed mixed with that hash smoke
cocaine in my nostril
break the powder in capsules
take it in it won’t last though
social media wikipedia
hastagging my inner me and i’m
fast tracking my empathy and i’m gone
mama how’d yo son turn into an -ssh0l-
why they got me got me worried bout this cash flow
take me out of this naked route
if i bare my soul i might make it out
got fake amounts in my bank account
but yolo, they drake it out
it’s 4 am and i’m at it again
and she might just wanna be friends
but i don’t know if i want to pretend
i might spill my soul in this bottle of gin
it’s a short life ,got a lot of questions
no cl-ss, but a lot of lessons
gram told me to count blessings
and solve depression with chord progressions
go ahead fill a cup
my ex girl said i don’t feel enough
these new hoes think i’m real as f-ck
was open hearted, i sealed it up
most times i don’t care what these b-tches bout
if you ain’t heart broken, you missing out
you missing out, you missing out

[hook]
how did we get here
and where did we come from
how did we get here
(24, 24, 24 hours, i got 24, 24, 24 hours)
and where did we come from
(24, 24, 24 hours, i got 24, 24, 24 hours in a day)

[verse 2]
cheers to the late nights
more fish in the sea huh
then i might be a great white
i think i might take a bite, uh uh
my ex called uh uh
i wanna make it right, uh uh
but this new girl, uh uh
i wanna lay the pipe
ride around ride it out try you out with that test drive
full speed, had a few drinks got a dui for my s-x drive
i got an ape-a-t-te, i mean appet-te
and these after parties give me after life
i’m at yo party it’s too loud
but those eyes saying i got a chance tonight
and i’m gone
when you feel this right then it can’t be wrong
when you live this life
gotta make these nights long
make it last, ride the wave with that day p-ss
crash yo party i stay last
my crews here and we break gl-ss
break bread, make cash, spend it all in one night
and it’s done right, till i’m done but we had fun right
we get loose, you uptight
when the suns out, we rise up
with our eyes open like

[hook]

[outro]
and i’m gone, yea
fomo
and i’m gone, yea

- matty rico

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