FEARZ Lyrics

OKAY OKAY

OKAY OKAY

Yea yea yea yea

OKAY OKAY

OKAY OKAY

YEA

Now please tell me what you on

Stressin’ the rights with lights and pressing with guns drawn

I believe in the policy fallacy

Arrest me

What you want

Stop touching me suddenly steadily now i’m gone

It’s always mind over brawn

He locked him up

When he saw that Saint Laurent

Pockets up

Judging skin why you hatin’ on my melanin

I’m just a nigga tryna win count my dividends

Im beggin’ em beggin’ em beggin’ em

Please don’t shoot (No)

Prayin’ and prayin’ and prayin’

They listen to you (Oh)

Think bout what you say

Your life they might take it away

The wallows of FEAR and prey could be another way

Still nothing has changed in years just running in cars with about 10 gears

5 With the life taking all my peers breaking all these dreams and instilling fear

So many mamas be hurting and crying and covered in all these dreary tears

It is our prophecy, modesty, honestly that will be ending all in cheers (Yea)

They followed me, motto’d me, humbled me, fumbled me

Told em that I gotta go

He raised his hand in FEAR toppled down said he can’t breathe no more

I don’t understand on command when we gon’ take this stand?

This shit is out of hand

Overlooked getting booked just way too many crooks

Who can we even trust naw

They gone call me a nigga when I pull up in the Rari

Run up north Sacramento just to tell my mama sorry

Fuckers tryna get away with this shit

Oh, They call it hitting licks

Throwing my brothers and sister in a pit (Naw)

Now please tell me what you on

Stressin’ the rights with lights and pressing with guns drawn

I believe in the policy fallacy

Arrest me

What you want

Stop touching me suddenly steadily now i’m gone

It’s always mind over brawn

He locked him up

When he saw that Saint Laurent

Pockets up

Judging skin why you hatin’ on my melanin

I’m just a nigga tryna win count my dividends

(Count my money)

Dividends

Dividends

Count my dividends

I’m just a nigga tryna win count my dividends

Now please tell me what you on

Stressin’ the rights with lights and pressing with guns drawn

I believe in the policy fallacy

Arrest me what you want

Stop touching me suddenly steadily now i’m gone no

I’m gone no

I’m gone noo

I’m gone no

I’m - I’m gone no