FresCo & FresCo II

[Intro: Rico] Yo, Yo Yea, Yea Rico [Verse 1: Rico] Am I proud to say that I'm a part of this Land I'm that different nigga in the damn stands With my hair nappy And no damn fans I'm walkin down the hallway like no one really knows the kid Hatin faces Bitches I can't replace them Telling me I ain't amazing I'll remember all y'all hating Only one that stood out she tryna rub my face and I don't play that shit Aye fuck that bitch I don't forsake it I'll never take it back Laid my heart And now it's cracked Now I'm rapping in the booth Can't get nothing off my chest Okay Putting it to rest Don't keep nothing but my fresh And my homies we up next And my fresh is on the next level [Bridge: Rico] Next Level (Next Level) Next Level (Next Level) My fresh is on the next level (Next Level) Next Level (Next Level) Next Level (Next Level) My shit is on the next level [Hook: Rico] Fresh than a bitch, getting money, blow shit (ride like the don, ride like the don, don) [Verse 2: Rico] I want to tell my story Take a bitch and change her morals Everyday's a different day In the fucking corner It's like a timeout Should put my mind out I put the pen down And took my niggs out Negativity Everyday she missing me Ask me what you doing? I said "Possibly up in these dreams" Tell me if I'm looking please Cause i don't want to fucking see Man i'll get that paper And it's always up on to me My mind is free Got them vocals unleashed Get yo habits off me I don't like it by me Nigga why you hating? You should stack yo paper But instead you focused What's upon my table What's up on my table [Bridge 2: Rico] Up on my table (My table, table) Up on my table (My table, table) Instead you focused on my table (My table, table) Hmm, upon my table [Hook] [Skit] [Transition to FresCo II] [Intro] Fresco Uh She dressed real nice She dressed real nice Said she dressed real nice Im dressed real nice You dress real nice You dress real nice Yea [Verse 3: Rico] Got that pink blazer on All the women run and tell me That young Rico looking good Brush lint off, and give me (Ahh) Got that rush ain't even know Light that swish And blow that reggie Got that reefer in the room Everybody blowing steady Got rich Off a switch Nigga don't know Magnificent Look at her eyes And look at her switch Give me love, and blow me kiss And know we bout it We bout it We turnt up And we bout it Close that door girl and acknowledge Tell them niggas, that we hard knocking Niggas dont roll unless they got money Bossin up It ain't funny Just cool dudes In Armani Suits, In love girl It alrighty I know i just got downy But really yo girl is exciting [Hook: Rico] Fashion Nights Fashion Nights Fashion Nights We dressing nice She dressing nice [Verse 4: Rico] It's getting cold outside They running from the sides Got that treb turnt down So nobody hear a sound How they get me in this bizz All them niggas all so down I know really, we them boys But Khalifa got that sound Look around Catch a body Killing niggas all with auties Got that (Buh,Buh,Buh, Buh) Run in this bitch Do you think we got em Got more friends Then they got hope round them And niggas bound to have problems Got them shades on to lose drama Tell yo niggas that we walk round them Fashion niggas, tell yo posse When they get around me It probably Unnecessary To have dirties and them bitches around me And them bitches around me Fresco [Hook]