F.E.M.A.

[Intro] Welcome to F.E.M.A Finesse, elevate, motivate, and achieve Let's get it [Verse 1: Plies] Wish Gotti Youngsta Dolph go and squash the beef Know that shit ain't none of my business I like to see niggas eat I done put [?] I done caught a body Said she don't want to go to sleep I told her pop a molly Nickname cement bitch I'm super solid You don't like me Bobby Brown [?] Lady put a nigga bushes ain't discussing that You say that you'll pay me later I ain't trusting that Niggas say my nigga must be dropping mixtape Think that I'll bust at you in public that's a mistake Jack called go and get it ain't no time to sleep I ain't trynna make friends bitch I'm trynna eat Came from the bottom yo look at how time fly Hard for me to trust niggas who don't look in my eyes Nigga ask for Plies why he bought a Bentley truck Cuz Ion do what other niggas do you feel me bruh Was on a beach last night bih massaging me Whole inside of the crib [mahogany] I was never supposed to make it past 25 Car full of [?] on 75 Up all night bih like I'm on a pill Almost cried first time I touched my first meal Ain't no social butterfly I keep my circle small Do some sucker shit out here you come up missing dog Put that bag for a lot of shit I used to do Put shit before myself that's what I used to do I will fuck a nigga bitch I'm being honest though One thing I love about myself I keep it a hunnid though I remember them long nights, nigga I couldn't remember nights Bitch said a nigga arrogant, you fucking right Shout out to all you niggas out here who pocket watching me I ain't gonna disappoint you, I'm gonna give you some to see Had to close another deal it got me motivated Nigga acting like bitches I don't tolerate it If you cross me it ain't none just stay over there Bitch my house ain't no museum you got to fucking [?] By any means out here, bitch Kevin Gates Hoe told me I was popping, bitch you kind of late Lot of you niggas still sleep, hit the snooze button Bitch I might of still grinding, bitch at 2 some Still riding with that stick, it ain't my fault bruh Too many niggas out here dropping salt bruh I'm just trynna get a sack and stay in my own lane Money come before the pussy, I hope you understand And all you begging ass bitches, I ain't friendly hoe And tell your noisy ass friends about there business hoe And when it's time to go to war niggas bitch up You niggas sold a lot for that bag I never switch up