Middle Child FNOMix Lyrics

They counted me out like a nigga ain't hard

Lemme paint you a picture like Leo with art

If you weren't there with me right there from the start

Then you will not be with me when I hit the charts

It's only the family shoutout to Durk

You are one of the lights that came straight from the dark

When it comes to music I speak for my people

And I hit the bullseye like I'm playing darts

Knock 'em out like Mohammad

Gon knock his ass out

Put my arm on my chest

Tell his ass to stay down

Let these boys know that I'm not from the D

I come straight from the south

I am from the A-Town

If the ops run up and say they want smoke

I will laugh like a circus cause niggas is clowns

I'm gonna live like a king in the future

Right now imma prince

Either way I am wearing a crown

I was Made in America with some Bad Boys and we all Independent Day calling us Will

If I give you my heart then i know that it's real

Just like Charlie Wilson you giving me chills

I'm tired of teachers cause we go to school and they try to us who we can and can't be

They can't tell me shit what to do because

I'm my own person and they know they'll never be me

You said you want a feature my nigga

There's gon be a price but just know that my price isn't free

I just want my money in future

To be tall like me

I want it to stand up like a tree

Just get in the car and we gon drift through the city

We gon think we fast and furious three

The cops pull us over they don't believe the car is ours they start asking us for ID

Next thing I'm the field and the officer

Kaepernick cause of the things he can do with his knee

Got to protect our own because i know the cops ain't gon do it for us

That's a guarantee

Let the police go ahead and put they mask on

They protecting our community

But let's flip the script and let it be one of us

They gonna think that we Jason Vorhees

I see ice on my wrist so exotic that it's not from Ice Box

Matter of fact it came from overseas

This shit is so cold I gotta take it off

Because it started reaching negative degrees

Don't try and snatch it my finger itching on the trigger

I'm thinking that I got a flea

Don't try me like a hoe or a bitch

If you wanna run up and try me little nigga come see

My life is too fast that you cannot keep up

So according to me you're as slow as a snail

They said they want smoke they want beef they want drama

Well I'm with all that like I'm Kenan and Kel

You bitch call me Jesus she swallow my kids

Got her thinking she drinking from the Holy Grail

I swam in her kitty it's wet like the ocean

I nut in her she calling me a sperm whale

I had hoes who was curving me back as a freshman

Now they call me Jesus everytime I nail

I got some doubting me

Said I won't make it

Seems like you want a young nigga to fail

Well I'm gon prove you wrong and don't hop on the wagon cause

I'm getting bands you can stay off my trail

Before I get me a

'Cat I'm gonna free my father and cousin that's stuck in the jail

I see 100k in my bank account

Get rich I'm giving my family the big amount

Everything that do don't gotta be announced

Going through life it is all about ups and downs

Riding my wave nigga know you are bound to drown

I am a the prince when I walk up you better bow

Smoking Cece got me higher than fucking clouds

Fucking yo bitch she not silent we fucking loud

I'm not the one to played with tried

Run up on the gang and you're likely to die

Run up on my shorty

You gon meet my .40

It's hot like the stove

So prepare to get fried

They see the pain in me

But I'll never cry

They only see the demon in my eyes

I hide all my tears because I don't know to explain em

The only thing ik is that I'm traumatized

This just the start of it

Write from the heart with it

Shoutout to Polo I'll be a rapstar with it

I got my bros and my shorty

They ride wimme

They telling me that I can so far with it

You gotta dream

The sky is the limit

Why shoot for the moon

Bitch I aim for the stars with it

My flow is limitless

There is no stopping it

Run up on me

Word to Jordan I'm poppin it

Ice out my shorty and brothers cause they my day ones

They are sliding so there's no tick tocking it

Cuban my necklace and

Cuban my wrist and it's mandatory that we getting clocks with it

Haters playing my music

They banging it loud

My voice all the way up

There's no turning it down

My mother told me I am making her proud

I talk to my Angel I'm making him smile

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