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frankie - corny lyrics

[verse 1 – corny]

alright, i’m giving my best wishes out to all those who oppose me
friends stay next to me and enemies get watched closely
while i break it down with no seeds then i proceed to go roll weed
and maybe i hit the bong make it “bubbly”, call it colby
spur of the moment, hit a swish call me gin0bli
b-tch i’m ballin, soon you’ll know me
all my b-tches look like trophies
and i always keep that og, at all times i light the foliage
me and my -ssociates do what we thinks appropriate
got fans becoming addicts guess i’m something like an opiate
i’m c-cky b-tch, but so be it, i’m working like a soviet
a part of me is hungary now i’m gunnin for the czech’s
b-tch, i’m a world power and now i demand respect
if i don’t receive it then i’m coming for your neck
better yet, for ya head, press your temple to a tech
just playin, you’re in luck, i don’t keep a semi tucked
but if you’re not a fan then your heads already f-cked
what the f-cks a hook? i keep it going with the verse
if there’s a beat i need a he-rs-, listen in and get immersed
i don’t need to write it first, i can spit it unrehe-rs-d
numero uno, it’s my turn, looks like sh-t just got reversed
you can’t hate what i’ve been doing, i just play the cards i’m dealt
and i work my -ss off, i think i need a tighter belt
now i’m aiming for the top, it’s a spot i haven’t felt
but once i get it ima stay call me franklin roosevelt
because i plan to keep it going i won’t stop till i’m deceased
i’m a beast from the east, get my cake up like some yeast
i’ve been hungry, time to feast. prey on rappers like a preist
my drive has been increased, work forever, never cease
i said i keep it going and i promise not to slow it down
i’m the best poet now i got the best flow in town
and i’ma keep on showin out, and i’ma keep on k!llin it
some people don’t get it and they say there isn’t sk!ll in it
they just don’t get why i pursue with such diligence
i tell em it’s my p-ssion, you don’t like it? i don’t give a sh-t
unknown but yet i’m still the sh-t, no buzz that’s why i’m building it
always at the studio, the only one who’s still in it
fill a cigarillo with some k!lla then i’m sealin it
dealin wit some medical, it’s good for me, i’m healing b-tch
millions of fans, that’s my future b-tch i got ya
dmv for life, shout out wale and sinatra
6ix on the beat, you can all just sit and watch us
tell stories through our songs like some mother f-ckin operas
that’s the way it goes, lyricism resurrected
f-ck a paycheck kid i write to get respected
first i heard the beat then the pen and pad beckoned
then i grabbed the mic i found my place what the f-ck is second?

- corny lyrics

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