Corrección Letra Fivio Foreign | Funk Flex | #Freestyle161 par Funkmaster Flex

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I tried to run but they caught me
I tried to run but they caught me
Uh, Little Jon, I called to get 'em off me
I exposed n***as who was hatin' and didn't support me
Uh, and I ain't say a name yet, I'm killing them softly
I'm still praying for my enemies
Sports gave me my agility
God gave me my ability, and my mom gave me my identity
They had me in high security, every day I'm praying God forgiving me
Uh, I'll be home soon, them n***as cannot get rid of me
Those type of thought is going through my dome
Them typе of thought is going through my dome
See yalls want my autograph, n***a f**k you, let me go homе
They want to count up everything I own, all of my business always getting shown
Fan mail, I can never feel alone
n***as catching new cases on a woo
I mix the commissary with the lunch meal
I did a thousand push-ups with my bunkie
He said he'll do a n***a if you bought me
Female CEO acting like she want me
I got my feet up eating feeling comfy
I call my b*t*h, she told me that she love me
She said she couldn't wait to get to hug me
f**ked me on the first date and she...
Look, I was thinking, and I was reflecting
Now I got a question for the reverend
If you kill a killer do you go to heaven?
If it's for your safety can you own a weapon?
Got my body right, it was my only blessing
Gotta tuck it better cause I know they checking
Gotta tuck...
Huh, look
I took it step-by-step, I took it day by day
I made up my mind if I saw a opp, I'ma eat his food and I'ma say my praise
This is my workout, don't come and try to change my pace
I had to change my lawyers, and I pray that they save my case
They gave me no bail I am a rich n***a, they like Oh well huh
Got too many kids to do no jail, had my first daughter in like 012
Woo, yeah
I know everything happening so well, Uh yeah
But I promised the dawgies I won't tell
Look, I gotta push through, I'm good with the n***as who cooked
They was giving me cooked food
Huh, when I walked up to jail I was busting a foot move
Look, they don't wanna fight, they just talk that sh*t they tryin' to look cool
They don't wanna fight, they just talk that sh*t they tryin' to look...
Look, Uh
Yeah, this neat [?]
I can smell fear, I'm breathing it
Look, If you make it litt don't try to squash it n***a leave it litt
Huh, I got so many songs like I need to win
I only listen to songs that I'm that featured in
Look, I wanna thank God for giving me more than a day job
Uh, when I start losing I play hard
Look, from the back of Brooklyn and all the way to the great wall
Look, I got music in China n***a
Look, I caught a gun charge I was on my way to go find them n***as
Look, this is a 24hr east, this sh*t a dinner n***a
Them n***as food this sh*t a dinner n***a
I'm in the major league, they just some minor n***as
Woo, Uh
[Outro: Funkmaster Flex & Fivio Foreign]

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