Fooling

Lyrics

[Intro] Fooling, deceiving I've been stealing, hiding I've been fooling [Verse 1] Who you think you fooling? (Who you think you fooling?) Nigga ran off on my mans, he must be stupid (He must be stupid) I hop off the plane and send a nigga shells like Uzi (Like Uzi) Hit my phone with all that bullshit, that's where you lose me (That's where you lost me) Two-hour flight to Texas, it was smooth, it's cruisin' (It's cruisin', ayy) This bitch not tryna lose me Nigga act bad on the 'net, you was a cool kid (You was a cool kid) Just in case a nigga act up, I got the cool' kit (I got the cool' kit) I been nice for way too fuckin' long and I got ruthless (And I got ruthless) Niggas been in the game for ten years and they ain't move shit (They ain't move shit) It's old shit, I had to shoot again 'cause he was moving ('Cause he was moving) He tried to hit a quick jugg, nigga couldn't fool me (Nigga couldn't fool) It's old shit, when I drop this new shit, they finna lose it (They finna lose it) You can't deflect this shit when your whole crew is losing (Whole crew is losing) I'm at the bar gettin' tipsy with the booze in it (With the booze in it) Nigga mad as hell I had his boo with me (I had his boo with me) Seen a nigga life in detail, it ain't too pretty (It ain't too pretty) She scared to talk to me, she said I'm too pretty (She said I'm too pretty) I scammed a white boy out the zip and he paid two-fifty (He paid two-fifty) I spilled the blood on my clothes, I need a new fit (I need a new fit) [Verse 2] I can't be upset you did your best in there (You did your best in there) Tryna know about the lore, you need a questionnaire (You need a questionnaire) I wonder why they operate like that, it's questions there (It's questions there) They throw me in the game, I'm not playing fair (I'm not playin' fair, bitch) I jump up out the crib and they start throwing shells (They start throwing shells) This morning, opened up my phone, this shit is everywhere (This shit is everywhere) I'm pullin' apart the lies, it's underneath the veil (It's underneath the veil) 'Cause if you go down with this shit, then I can't ever tell (I can't ever tell) It's some niggas that hate my guts, I can't never tell (I can't never tell) Blow a bag at the mall, we at YSL (We at YSL, shit) And my mans never broke, he got clientele (He got clientele) Mind the business, that pays me, then I get fly as hell [Outro] Posted at the show and we was fried as hell Fried as hell I'm in heaven