Everything

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Fresh Moss - Rap

Everything

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Everything Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang (Chorus) [Chopped & Screwed] All Gold Jesús Everything I say true x3 Got ya girl gettin low While I'm TALL like 8'2 Fresh Moss (Verse 1) Praises to the most high Niggas say they know me But I promise they don't know I I roll up then up, then get ghost I Got ya girlfriend saying oh my I always keep it real That's the only code I go by I think should explain How I got up in the game You see I spit that novacane With a mix of yoga flame I'm the hardest one to tame I'm a lion, check my mane But I'm a Libra, not a Leo I can balance everything (ugh) Hallelujah for that budda (True) Got a rollie, not a muller (True) I'm from the city of the shooters (Bang) All I do is rap & get mudula (Game) If I talk it I live it The lord as my witness I pray forgiveness For killing these niggas The flow is too vicious My soul is ambitious I'm as real as they come I'm all about business I advanced to many levels Just a day in the life of Skinny Fresco (Chorus) x3 [Chopped & Screwed] All Gold Jesús Everything I say true x3 Got ya girl gettin low While I'm TALL like 8'2 Fresh Moss (Verse 2) These niggas nothing like me In no way, shape, form or fashion They can't afford the fashion That's the truth That's not me rapping I'm snapping I be spazzin I'm all about that action Niggas say they number one But they're really only fractions I be smoking on exotic Got money in my pocket If I blow it then I got it Motherfucka I'm the hottest And only being modest I only being being honest Ya bitch she let me pop it She told me Fresh don't stop it She be taking all yo money And buying all my weed I be TALLER then the tree's Slowly falling like leaves You could catch me a in coupe Or a black SUV Smoking potent with a goddess On the low tho she a freak It's Fresco but you know that New money I throw that OG I blow that I don't fuck with rappers They flow jack I got designer flows Designer clothes Got my mind on paper Nevermind them hoes I could my spot my foes I got lots of foes They mad I'm hot And they pockets froze (Chorus) x 3 [Chopped & Screwed] All Gold Jesús Everything I say true x3 Got ya girl gettin low While I'm TALL like 8'2 Bang...Bang...Bang...Bang

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Producers
  • Mark Deschamps
  • Neako