Wale : 09 Folarin Lyrics
Folarin, I still demolished a starvin’ artist
Go to the jeweler in June leave in December prolly
I chase profit you say my name they change topics
So don’t start if you can’t back up like Blaine Gabbert
Don’t hate rap I just hate rappers that like perpin’
Real ice on fake niggas or vice versa
Paranoia is real for me they like lurking
So every party we real heavy with light searching
Cloud surfing, she on a cloud with me
You still in y’all feelings, I’m in the style section
A niggas style something they can never grasp
Every beat I smash like I’m Ike, snake, cloud or Kirby
They not observing they try ignore me they try murk me
Try block what I’ve done and it’s somehow working
I should come back with a gun before they try to hurt me
Had that bitch ringing so much I retire his jersey
I’m Bill Russell ’til the shift’s over
And when its final I still got a chip on my sh…
You know what? That’s a chip on my shoulder
Only switch up on niggas with nintendo controllas
Gotta switch the flow up like Rick Flair got a million rollies
These niggas scared for four figures they breaking all your legs
Love, loyalty, I love love and loyalty
Drop a bag on little things like corner store employees
See I always had the passion to pass niggas before me
But I’m always in the shadow of average niggas with more funding
Yeah, awards season see, no one love me
No more friends, no more fans, no one’s more lonely
I be playing solo, I don’t know nothing
Fuck the game, just the bands like it’s homecoming
That’s how i’m coming that Cole shit got me so hungry
Boy I’m so stubborn Abloh can’t make me call…
Never mind what I was about to say
Covered complex they cannot fuck with me musically
Imma hit this henessey I ain’t cool with this industry
I don’t call niggas opps they a opportunity for a reef, sheesh
My 16 require white sheets
Quiet churches, a choir service when i speak
Y’all niggas should stop thinking they near me
Fathered niggas I stop seeing I dead beats
Raw poetry my pen full of kerosene
Mic full of that lighter fluid and mind you this light to me
Nobody noticing but they all aware of me, ugh
I’m so prepared to leave I got this beat and left it two week
My nigga too weak, yeah, nigga too weak, too weak
We was born good enough we just wanna be great, yeah
“09 Folarin” Released On June 17, 2019
