Fivio Foreign - 13 Going On 30 lyrics
Fivio Foreign [Maxie Lee Ryles III] Brooklyn, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Fivio Foreign - 13 Going On 30 lyrics]
Yeah (Uh) uh, yeah
Niggas gave up on me (Niggas gave up on me)
Watched them give up on me
Huh, ayy, look, uh
Them niggas gave up on me
Should've never gave up on me
A nigga made it, homie
And rewarded everybody who waited on me
I watched 'em switch (Uh, switch)
They not 'bout to switch back (Uh)
Life is a bitch (yeah)
I get you bitch smacked (Bow)
Look, give me a break, Kit Kat (uh)
I know she want me to hit that
But I'm focusеd on a big bag
I'll let you fuck when I get back
Now I'm makin' biggеr moves
I've been lied on, I've been ridiculed (Uh)
Them niggas pitiful
They'll switch up on you for an interview
(Uh) yeah, they'll switch up on
You for an interview (Uh)
All in the front
(Uh) , everywhere I go, I go with a gun
Every case I caught, I go on the run (bow)
Every folk I see gone go in the trunk
Every nigga take em' home in a blunt
Every night I'm gon' go home when I want
I remember I was down in the dumps
I was feedin' niggas, givin' them lunch
Niggas forget (Niggas forget)
But I remember (But I remember)
My bitch is pregnant
My mom's in the hospital dying
Damn it was early December
I’m losin' my crib
(Oof) , my life in a blender (Uh)
I really said what I did and
I did what I said
I was never one of these pretenders
Some niggas gave up on me
Should've never gave up on me
A nigga made it, homie
And rewarded everybody who waited on me
I watched 'em switch (Uh, switch)
They not 'bout to switch back (Uh)
Life is a bitch (yeah)
I get you bitch smacked (Bow)
Look, give me a break, Kit Kat (uh)
I know she want me to hit that
But, I'm focused on a big bag
I'll let you fuck when I get back
I gave them my life (I gave them my life)
I gave 'em all of me i see you ballin'
But how you gon' win against the winners?
Boy, you're playin' in the wrong team
Yeah, I let the doggies off the dog leash
(Uh)
Yeah, I let the doggies off the dog leash
(Uh)
Yeah don't let them niggas tell you
You can't do this shit, nigga
The key to this shit, nigga
Is to be the better version of the last you
Whether it was a pic, a
Trip, your video, your bitch, upgrade
Everybody think you're supposed to look at
What's lit and then follow that
Don't follow that, nigga
Do it for the people who love you
The people that don't love you
They just don't love you yet uh
RIP pop Smoke
We gon' take this shit to the top
The smoke will never clear, nigga grrt, bow