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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YSN Fab
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamiah Fabian Brown
Songwriter
Pascal
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pascal
Producer
Lyrics
YSN Fab what they callin' me
I was so broke had no pot to pee
I want the money monopoly
I get the bag but you drop the B
Adding a F 'cause you on my D
Hate that I ball like the MVP
She don't pray but she on her knees
Talk is cheap what you say don't mean much to me
Death gotta be easy 'cause life is so hard
Smoking this kush it be messin' my heart
But it ease all the pain
It make me think straight
Stay in your lane this is my boulevard
Pussy niggas sleepin' yeah I call that shit a cat nap
Bring your bitch around me I'mma prolly have to snatch that
Put that pussy on me I don't want no pics from Snapchat
If we ever fighting face downs how I clap back
Let's back track
To the old days to my old ways
With the low fade
When a nigga felt no way
Had no pay, had no name
Bitches looking at a nigga like he so lame
Still no shame, I came to rock like Dwayne
Now a nigga got sum static bout to shock the game
Cut from a different fabric we are not the same
At my worst is someone's best so I cannot complain
This that 4 flow, I need more dough
Down bad I was solo, on my dolo
Thought I'd give up I was so low
At the bottom lookin' up like oh no
Like how did I get here I ain't pay attention
Like I was blind walking with no direction
Ain't on my grind too much time I was resting
Picked up the pen like I knew I was destined
Knew I was destined, beats I'm ingesting
I need somebody who got them some money
'Cause I be the one to invest in
Always had less than the next man
But I kept grindin' now I'll be up next man
She said that she feels what I say my music like Def Jam
If we gon' talk bout the city I'm from then I got the best sound
I don't wanna hear what a nigga gotta say 'bout me
Man of the year why they hatin' on me
You ain't been the same homie
You ain't get thang from me
Gotta feed the fam and the big homie
Work so hard can't let a nigga take it from me
Money so large coulda thought I had a bank with me
Playin' with my heart you gon' end in the grave homie
Pool full a sharks you little fishes is prey to me
Yeah
I can't stop it got no brakes
I be fresher then some Colgate
Run to the money no slow days
She don't look in my eyes, shorty soul gaze
Gettin' money I need more ways
From the 4 survived them cold days
I need a bitch who go both ways
Can't save a hoe ain't got no cape
YSN Fab what they callin' me
I was so broke had no pot to pee
I want the money monopoly
I get the bag but you drop the B
Adding a F 'cause you on my D
Hate that I ball like the MVP
She don't pray but she on her knees
Talk is cheap what you say don't mean much to me
Death gotta be easy 'cause life is so hard
Smoking this kush it be messin' my heart
But it ease all the pain
It make me think straight
Stay in your lane this is my boulevard
Pussy niggas sleepin' yeah I call that shit a cat nap
Bring your bitch around me I'mma prolly have to snatch that
If we ever fighting face downs how I clap back
Writer(s): Fabian Brown
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