letra de johnny test / expectations - young fortinbras
[part 1: johnny test]
[intro: young fortinbras]
yeah
yeah, yeah
flyer than pan
sizzle the beef, let it fry in the pan
[verse 1: young fortinbras & jaye]
yo
flyer than pan
sizzle the beef, let it fry in the pan
man, she all up on me while i’m high off a xan
likkle man take a seat ‘cos your wife’s in my pants
bro i don’t understand
you’re broke and you’re mad
all these rappers my sons so they calling me ‘dad’
my time is my money so don’t call me back
in the stude [?] smoking the pack (facts)
ay, i’m on a comedown, b-tch leave me alone
i had to numb all my feelings to grow
can’t be holding me down so thе ceiling just broke
man i step with thе fire, the fumes and the smoke (ay, ay, ay)
[verse 2: jaye]
don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they say they the best
they treating me different, now look at the text
got two b-tches on me like i’m johnny test
the pill’s just be hitting, it made me depressed
she giving me throat, i say it with chest
i roll for the loaf but i go for the bread
i swear in an oath, stay true ’til i’m dead
in love with the paper, you in love with the meds
[?], don’t think you ahead
you better think twice, you get hit in the head
you think you can hang? b-tch, i’m not impressed
me and young fort, just came with finesse
[verse 3: young fortinbras]
i pull up at the function, quick introduction
i met her in dully then took her to junction
calling her up for that quality suction
swallow my kids, man that’s not for consumption
man, cover it up, and from a young age i’ve been [?]
and your dad’s making millys, you’re stuck in the mud
on the beat i get silly, then f-cking it up
[part 2: expectations]
[verse 1: young fortinbras]
expectations
i can’t stop, we need a next day payment
said you make big money [?] but your name’s unknown to the shotters on the pavement
stepped into the game with my creps caucasian
saudi boy and i’m ragin’
the way i squint my eyes when i see these pr-cks from afar got me looking all asian
basic, i could budget down on some asics
still go home with your main chick
still chat sh-t like i made it
‘fore i get there i gotta fake it – wait it
don’t mean that i ain’t real – just waiting
for money from the hits that i’m making
shame that i coulda had more to my name if i got my fraud money and i put it in my savings (sh-t, i should’ve put it in my savings)
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