ScHoolboy Q and Ab-Soul - Foux

Look at them flames lightin' up the sky
Ain't never seen fire shootin' up so high
Look at them flames lightin' up the sky
Ain't never seen fire shootin' up so high (look at them flames lighting up the sky)
I ain't never seen fire shooting up so high
Are you listening people to what I'm sayin'?
'Cause it sure looks to me like them niggas ain't playin'
Them niggas ain't playin'
Them niggas ain't playin'
Them niggas ain't playin'

(Let's get it) uh
Got a house full of cars and it be like that (yeah)
House full of pain and it be like that
Fell out of love and it be like that
Mouth full of drugs and it be like that
I done ran out of faith and it be like that
Hit many times and it be like that
Bled for the gang and it be like that
I died so many ways and it be like that

It's like wait
Grew around beef so long, it's like cake
Soon I bring God around, we part ways
I done lost friends, came up the same day
I done cut ends with shit that won't change
I ain't buy dope enough to push skis
Tryna stay self-aware within me
Ran through the streets so much my name clean
The only Crip gave the Crips a new scene
I done checked off the list of my dreams
Cats don't deserve the shit that I bring
Cats don't earn the shit that I burn
Lil' nigga standin' tall and be firm
It's either us done with them or get served
Keep tryna align with shit that don't work
Joy came in the day that I birthed
J showed her daddy need some new work (uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh)
Fried chicken wings, my new shit was clean
Golf in Bel Air, I'm so beyond my means
Eight figures up, your hood get twist up
Nothin' here standard, everything deluxe
I done had it all and still ain't had enough
I'ma get mine, you get all me
Mouth full of drugs, a d-dope fiend

Got a house full of cars and it be like that (be like that)
House full of pain and it be like that (be like that)
Fell out of love and it be like that (be like that)
Mouth full of drugs and it be like that (be like that)
I done ran out of faith and it be like that (be like that)
Hit many times and it be like that (be like that)
Bled for the gang and it be like that (be like that)
I died so many ways and it be like that

It's like, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties (uh)
Marijuana, uh, pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties

Gave up so much time now I can do what I, mh
Laugh at that brand new bitch, she had the motormouth, mh
Skeletons in my closet, had to kick 'em out
Silent wars in my head, it's more to go around
Man, huh (shit)

Repent for my sins then I turn around
By next weekend, do it again
Wash, rinse, repeat, cycle won't end
Just spin, I'm bent, she bent, and bent over
I hit, I dip, I need to slow it down
Uppers got me on T-E-N, I spent a million to be zen
Bought a Jesus piece with diamonds in it
Still curse words in my hymns, let's begin
(Soulo, ho) righteous malfeasance
(Soulo, ho) fightin' my demons
(Soulo, ho) might spend my evenings alone and that's not that I got-
Huh (yeah)
So many ways and it be like that
Shit went left field, I be right back
Shot for the moon, now I need my gat
Cocaine is a hell of a drug
And my year been Heaven above
But nuff is just never enough
I'm stuck when I should be levelin' up
My main bitch done fell out of love (and it be like that, it's like)

No, it's not shine, they can not see
Any stars
Mr. Riley?
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties (uh)
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties (uh)

Pussy ho, nigga, uh, pussy ho, nigga, uh
Pussy ho, bitch, ayy get off my dick, ayy
I need hundred percent if I'm gonna deal with the shit
I got too much to risk, took a new hit of the list
Can't be dead in the mix
The game gon' fill up the fridge
The cap done came off the lid
The boy done burnt up the bridge
The last screw fell off his heads
A black man barely can stand
A black man still in demand
Finally gon' die with your friends

Got a house full of cars and it be like that (be like that)
House full of pain and it be like that (be like that)
Fell out of love and it be like that (be like that)
Mouth full of drugs and it be like that (be like that)
I done ran out of faith and it be like that (be like that)
Hit many times and it be like that (be like that)
Bled for the gang and it be like that (be like that)
I died so many ways and it be like that

It's like, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro', pussy ho, ass, titties
Marijuana, high dro' (yeah)
Pussy ho, pussy ho
Nigga, niggas

Written by:
Quincy Matthew Hanley, Herbert Anthony Stevens IV, Donte Perkins, Jason Wool, Mario Dragoi

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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