Fof

Lyrics

[Chorus?] I hustle all night, getting no sleep [?] I don't do half, need the whole thing Two sellphones, and they both ring I don't know who's friend or foe Could the lord tell me who's friend or foe? I don't really know who's friend or foe Could the lord tell me who's friend or foe? [Verse 1?] I'm on the block with the hammer tucked I am from the streets, I don't give a fuck [?] niggas folding up A nigga think he bad, five goons shoot his ass Blood's leaking through the body bag Man I grew up with the kings and killers And everybody in my hood was a drug dealer And anybody catch a body, this the streets, nigga You either shooting hoops, or you shooting guns And you gotta hustle, just to make it out the struggle And guess what, you still gotta hustle Stay on, from the bottom to the top Same song, it's back and forth like it's ping pong [?] nigga fuck a 360 deal Unless that advance is like 20 mill [Chorus?] I hustle all night, getting no sleep [?] I don't do half, need the whole thing Two sellphones, and they both ring I don't know who's friend or foe Could the lord tell me who's friend or foe? I don't really know who's friend or foe Could the lord tell me who's friend or foe? [Verse 2?] Friend or foe, fake niggas tryna show me love When I was young, all I knew was guns and drugs You was banging, you was screaming, you was Crip and Blood And everybody was a fucking thug Selling crack, had to stash in my sister's pampers I wasn't thinking about no MC Hammer Shots 5, make you slide like you MC Hammer Couple years later, found myself up in the slammer I hit [?] with the country grammar A couple years later, I find myself up in Atlanta Now I'm moving stacks, haters wanna move me back I tell these niggas what's the bill, I got a hundred racks And I'm coming for the crown, nigga New York City's my town, nigga Tell these niggas I'm a hustler A cocaine smuggler [Bridge?] [?] friend or foe [?] I hustle all night I don't get no sleep Everytime I'm in the booth, my phone ring Yeah hello [Verse 3: Scotty ATL] What's up, this Scotty Yeah you called me or something I'm just returning your call, I hoping you calling bout mula They know me, I'm ice cold, my kaskit should be a cooler If I was white, I'd be Faris Buler [?] [?] Knees bent, tell them I'm shittin on the game I'm coming for the money and the fame that they oh me Smoking [?] feeling like Kobi I know it's a metophor, surley the best to start What was you guessing for? I'm bout to run this bitch, if you wanna get technical Fuck 'em if they don't feel that [?] I know the struggle cause I'm in it Time is money and I count minutes It's hard to tell who friend from foe now [?] [?]