Astonead – FWTS

Astonead FWTS

Astonead – FWTS Lyrics

Artist: Astonead
Song: FWTS

My bro hit me up on my phone for the play
Think about my past I be strapped for the day
That’s just how we live schemin’ plans by the way
I be moving fast give a f#ck what they say

Give a f#ck what they say
And if they talking reckless
Got the heater on my waist
Smooth with the sh#ts

I don’t ever leave a trace
If you don’t got money
Get the f#ck out my face
See if money is time then why I been feeling timeless?

Race against the clock can’t tell you where my mind is
Facing all these thoughts look like I’m reading science
Found the best reefer I can tell you where to find it
Vine this, finest, you can be the highest

Talk about my cheese look like I designed it
Send me the addy we gonn’ slide we be riding
Catch me and my brotha in the city all the time man
Yeah give a f#ck what they say

I’m smooth with the paper
But a backwood a day
Remember back in the day
Only had 5 couldn’t have it my way

Now I’m in the six blowing blunts to the face
Party at the telly Westin Harbour don’t be late
TTC metro couldn’t drive I’m too faded
Metro was booming bust out a 2 play

My bro hit me up
On my phone for the play
Think about my past
I be strapped for the day

That’s just how we live schemin plans by the way
I be moving fast give a f#ck what they say
Give a f#ck what they say
And if they talking reckless

Got the heater on my waist
Smooth with the sh#ts
I don’t ever leave a trace
If you don’t got money

Get the f#ck out my face
I need all the real riders to the left and
Heat the lead leave these clout seekers outta breath and
Pump faking in the name Smith and Wesson

We just run that check up to the to the sky while they stressing
Pull up seven deep
With a center piece
We don’t settle beef

Turn up till the end of me
Serotonin flow feed the streets amphetamine
Looking like a felony why
Ya Babygirl got a taste for my blood now

Feel the rush in my veins when she come round
f#ckin on drugs getting buzzed out
Part ways with that p#ss# it’s a Comedown
Nah this ain’t the type of love to believe in

Call it love but it’s really an agreement
Room full of dead presidents and demons
Say she need me
Got her fiending

What a feeling
My bro hit me up
On my phone for the play
Think about my past

I be strapped for the day
That’s just how we live schemin plans by the way
I be moving fast give a f#ck what they say
Give a f#ck what they say

And if they talking reckless
Got the heater on my waist
Smooth with the sh#ts
I don’t ever leave a trace

If you don’t got money
Get the f#ck out my face
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Release Year: 2022