Fato in Ferra - Limelight, Pt. 1

Got my mind right, step in that lime light
My breath steady, my rhymes tight
That ass fat what a fine sight
No cap hit it raw all night
Sip on the weekend, had to get my check first
Shorty wanna fuck...
Gonna make that neck hurt

Baby it's me show, you what you worth
Been getting bands got mud on my shirt
No stress round here benz parked at the curb
Walk in fill a bag another day at work
It a'int a thing go out of my way
Do what I gotta make sure I get paid
It's a whole lot of plays and a whole lot of games
Lots of parts moving round money what I gotta chase
Smoking on that SoCal, no droughts occur around here
Gucci, Ferragamo, that shit ain't new around here
Baby-girl I'll make you so wet, you'll die to ride on this steer
I'll show you sights you've never seen before, this could be out year
This could be our WHAT
This could be our year
I got a drum clip full of verses and the barrel smoking here
So listen up or get to steppin' Fato switching up the gear
Dank and hazy atmosphere
I fear the end is coming near
I pop a pill and change the year
I'll change the game I see it clear
50 shades of red is pouring from your nose and out your ears
Can't cut the cord with tungsten shears
Speakers pumping out so fierce
That sub might make ya spill your beer
You ain't gang don't come round here

Got my mind right, step in that lime light
My breath steady, my rhymes tight
That ass fat what a fine sight
No cap hit it raw all night
Sip on the weekend, had to get my check first
Shorty wanna fuck...
Gonna make that neck hurt

Written by:
Isaac Morden-Delroy

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