The Fan Lyrics

Like how you ain't wishing for me when I only want you to win

Know I'm gonna keep it too real though show I won't fold break or bend

I hit a lick with my brother we trying to get up on some bands

We couldn't duck from the heater so now we all tucking the fan

Next thing I knew he passed and that wasn't part of the plan

Bitches be dropping it on me it's like I just threw up the ends

God still blessing the kid and I gotta pray for my sins

I need all that breesh in advance

You don't want us changing our stance

Stack till you can't cause you can't

Want my kid to ball Larry Nance

Fronted them grams hand to hand

And thankful I took me a chance

Hurt when you cut off your mans

But shit get way bigger than friends

Real L's in loyalty, I hope we can figure out answers

Know that my vision is tunnel I'm still out here fucking these dancers

Prada on 8th in my funnel I'm higher and flyer than prancer

Sometimes you gonna rumble to get yourself on the offensive

Long as you make it back home I'm never gonna look at you lesser

Bro had a safe like he grown by 17 counting up extras

Told me to build up the clientele that's who gonna pay for the Tesla

Niggaz go fed and tell it's hard for the plugs and the steppers

We kicking it outta the way though you know it's all part of the method

Shit we go hard in the paint on play like a bunt and a catcher

Shorty still hope she gets saved but shit ain't no cape in the schedule

You gonna grow from the pain but there ain't no rank and a medal

I could've lost you today I heard it went straight to the barrel

Like how you ain't wishing for me when I only want you to win

You know I'm gonna keep it too real though show I won't fold break or bend

I hit a lick with my brother we trying to get up on some bands

We couldn't duck from the heater so now we all tucking the fan

Next thing I knew you passed and that wasn't part of the plan

Bitches be dropping it on me it's like I just threw up the ends

God still blessing the kid but I gotta pray for my sins

She threw that ass in a circle it's putting ya boy in a trance

Knowing I'm hitting the mall with a check and I'll spend an advance

23' M4 gonna slide in the strip and my vision enhanced

Gettin free money online it's like my dog put in them grants

Watch how you stepping cause real life you know that the devil gonna dance

They couldn't walk in a mile let alone fit in these pants

I couldn't help but to smile when I got to thumb through the bands

We ain't into shaking new hands

We ain't into making new friends

I'm into hanging with buyers in case they go raising the rents

I know I hustle for every new penny I make and might get

Momma said it's from the heart regardless so they can't be this

I can't forget where I came from and that way I'll never be finished

Like, like how you ain't wishing for me when I only want you to win

Know I'm gonna keep it too real though show I won't fold break or bend

I hit a lick with my brother we trying to get up on some bands

Knew we can't duck from the heater so now we all tucking the fan

Next thing I knew you passed and that wasn't part of the plan

Bitches be dropping it on me it's like I just threw up the ends

God still blessing the kid but I gotta pray for my sins