F.F.O.L. (Feat. Teller Bank$) (Feat. Teller Bank$)

Generational snappin you know if I'm rapping
I'm using my grandfather's words when I write
The language past down from my head to my heart to my wrist to my fist, cnd my fingers ignite
Eyes open wide
You fantasized
Bout how you catching a such wonderful sight
But sadly the nigga next to you
He catching a uh, Catching a fist full of light , Yeah

Okay
Been this way since back in day
The mailman saw my og on porch and the nigga just fled, Made money off Icarus
Gold offa Midas
Now chain like a hydra
On end, niggas heads
Put one to my ear
Curse has been placed on you
I'm sorry nigga
That's just what it said
Show me a legend
I'm finna look at it
Like why would you show me a nigga that's dead, Reflection uncanny
I might know his peoples
But focus
There's money we gotta obtain
Scared little kids
Like the girl on yo necklace
cnd her son
Behind her, hung up yo chain
Prolly to you
The middle of the table sitting on the throne is the best spot; But
Me and my niggas posted up
With a view
Taking aim at the despot
With my

Ok
Handfuls of money
In the open, throw it risk free, Gotta blinding light in my palm, Where my wrist be
We might have a problem, nigga Gone keep that fist free
Niggas love me so much
It's so wild how they miss me, Nananana boo boo
Dancing up in my church shoes

Hop in and out of story books, Shit you wishin' you could do, cin't gone keep it a secret
I show you the spell
Just put ya hand ova ya heart, Then inhale and yell!
There we stand
Bow in hand
Silence deadly
Puts his palm on my shoulder
Weight is heavy
He leaned in and firmly said to me
He flying zig zag
But he'll die if you steady
Thwang
Middle finger release back of the strang
Stand on the hill
Watch it twitch when its slain
If he got in way
He's the only one to blame
cnd killing flying things always gone be the same, so