Fishes to Fry

Album cover art for "Fishes to Fry" by Show Me the Body & YL (Rap) & Starker

Show Me the Body & YL (Rap) & Starker - Rap, Drumless Hip-Hop

Fishes to Fry

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[Verse 1: YL] Yeah, uh Only call me if it's Brett Favre in the 917 All that bullshit they talk we gon' put it to bed Can't sleep when the money don't rest How the fuck you not eating? Shit is growing on trees Triple the pull up, army fatigues, catch a boot to the face Here forever like a tat on your sleeve I wouldn't pay you to stay but I'd pay you to leave Fuck you, my chain over the tee Here comes envy, see people how I know 'em to be Ash the spliff out in the street Get the fuck out of New York, taking flights out of the state Still young, still living foul and I still eat pork, blow smoke on the freeway When the people know the truth ain't no way you could spin it like a DJ [Verse 2: Starker] You isn't live, I'ma dumb out my face and make Fox 5 Couldn't stop at the light, really write, spray ya blood across walls You'll rock high like a heaven spot, I bring it to you if ya watch is nice If you not shit just don't listen my solid sound advice Get pounded out with a mic Can't stand the rain, you only come outside when it's nice Throwin' it down, feel it in her windpipe You'll roll a blunt but niggas never wanna roll the dice Ayo, we holdin' mics like stickup children blowin' holes for the right price I'll end up in front of the district like a rapper goin' to buy semi-valuable ice Today's math ain't on YouTube like podcasters Once upon a time they use to be the rap battling type Sincere knew Tommy was wrong but they bond so strong By the ending he started doing right It's not a game but they called it the game of life I got bigger fishes to fry like Bob Weiss, nigga

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Credits

Writers
  • Julian Cashwan Pratt
  • Harlan Steed
  • Jackie Jackieboy
  • YL (Rap)
  • Starker