F. Mills – Omertà Lyrics
Artist: F. Mills
Song: Omertà
Missed a few months last year
Swear I forgot
Oh how good it feels to let off on peers
I just got caught up in businesses
Y’all got caught up in fears
Caught up in all of this make-believe
I’m out acting ideas
I should win an Oscar
How I stunt on these grand imposters
Sipping good at Lux on Michigan
Team inhaling pastas
Offering opportunities, to fill up rosters
Favorite Season is the team
Cats don’t want to see you prosper
I feel like I’m the truest one that’s doing some of the coldest in the city
Voted the most consistent
Show my polls across the tv
I’m on
Many lists that I’m on
Swear they got it all wrong
If I ain’t the top thеn who else is streaming my songs?
Yo girl singing my songs
I just got off thе phone
She said those nights she alone
She just love when you gone
She picture me in her zone
Winning sh#t guess we prone
But f#ck it
I’m the definition
How you love it
We went from living poor
To highly serviced
To very rarely am I seen in public
None of this other sh#t don’t deserve discussion
There’s tons of repercussions to men involved, the sin in all
Make em all repent with the pen I’m all
Authoring this sh#t in my timb and draws
The shit’ll make y’all skin a crawl
n#gg#s outta country like Tim McGraw
They don’t wanna see me grow to full potential
They sentimental
Old friends show new colors man
They’re artificial
The kind that run up and hug us man they superficial and gas you like Citgo, you know how this sh#t go
I frequent Benihana’s in any mood
Haters with reviews unattended to
I’ll tell you who to send it to
Man I’m just too busy at my pinnacle
Adjust my store hours from 10 to 2
Favorite Season merch we got it plentiful
Ship it to ya city off principle
Our earnings are plentiful
Just living off residuals the cities so
Beautiful out in Senegal
On Instagram flicking her cuticles
My son is manifested
What I do this for
So I’m never pressed
What this suit is for
Got shooters from 2 to 4
That mean that on the right side
I’m covered from right high
Got sweepers on the left and on the rear
Got them snipe eyes
I’m something like a troubadour
But spitting high prices rhymes
Pull smoke up out the humidor
Get higher than Priceline
What’s up man, what you do me for?
Got work out the pipeline, it’s suicide
If you gone ride, until you decide, it’s just you and I
Been done deciphered the truest skies
In a cypher
You newest guys my disciples
Done grew up out with the vipers
Dealing with depression
Learned a lot of lessons
A lot of stressing
A lot of guessing
A lot of thinking who really f#ck with me
When I’m not at best and
Testing relationships
Got me pressing just for more confessions
More progressions I want it all
Love to see my close ones
Have it all, I got so involved
Seen my most loyal crash and burn
Man I’m so appalled
Haters stay with tests
I’m never pressed, I’ll be standing tall
Enjoy the fall
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From the album:
I Am [Explicit]
Release Year: 2013