Choir Music - Toosii

You a ho and your friend too

And I’m tryna fuck on both them hoes 'cause that’s what friends do (Ayy)

She say, «You ain’t pickin' up the phone lately,"got a lot on my mental

If it ain’t about cash, I ain’t tryna talk, that shit I ain’t into

And I been tryna see what a brick do

I been makin' a brick move (Uh)

Granny like, «You should go to church and join the choir,"yeah

To them pills, I lost my main man, R.I.P.

Messiah

I been ahead of the game, no cap, I ain’t talkin' no umpire

If it’s smoke, we leave 'em blinded, yeah

Thirty round drop shells, leave a trace, yeah

I’m in love with blue faces

No heart and I hate it

Kinda glad that I made it

They keep sayin', «You gon' change,"yeah

Mulsanne when I’m switchin' lanes, yeah

My stepper don’t know what a range is

Took my heart, rearranged it

I’ll still take a bitch from a nigga

Bust it down two times, don’t care what her name is

They think 'cause we come from nothin' that we dumb or somethin'

Like he don’t know where his brain is (Yeah)

Talk about it, try releasing my problems

My mama still mad I ain’t got no scholarship (Yeah)

They ain’t give a fuck about me

Why the fuck would I stay thinkin' I’m what the problem is?

(Yeah)

They tried puttin' me with the problem kids

They was happy, but a nigga wasn’t proud of it

Took a flight to L.A., learned a lot of shit

I was broke, I ain’t have not a pot to piss

Now, look at what I made out of it

And you crazy, you think a nigga goin' back to the slums, yeah, uh

No, you crazy if you think I won’t keep my gun

You a ho and your friend too

And I’m tryna fuck on both them hoes 'cause that’s what friends do (Ayy)

She say, «You ain’t pickin' up the phone lately,"got a lot on my mental

If it ain’t about cash, I ain’t tryna talk, that shit I ain’t into

And I been tryna see what a brick do

I been makin' a brick move (Uh)

Granny like, «You should go to church and join the choir,"yeah

To them pills, I lost my main man, R.I.P.

Messiah

I been ahead of the game, no cap, I ain’t talkin' no umpire

If it’s smoke, we leave 'em blinded, yeah

Tryna take my mind out to space, yeah

My heart been too vacant

How the fuck could you take it?

Can you feel when it’s racin'?

Put me on your spaceship

Show me different places

You believe I’m gon' make it

Don’t leave my mind spacious (Yeah)

Hard to get a little help, I ain’t call on nobody

Feel like I don’t know where my place is

I’m stuck in a sad place, it’s a bad place

Feel like I can’t shake it

Granddaddy showed me what game is

Give a fuck if I’m famous

Even if they put me XXL

We ain’t the same, just the same list

I grew up, ain’t the same kid

Remember I was the lame kid (Yeah)

Now everybody wanna be my friend

That’s all that the fame did (Yeah, uh)

You should be ashamed, nigga, uh

2x the hard way and I still thug inside that hallway, uh

Air it out broad day, we don’t give a fuck what them boys say

You a ho and your friend too

And I’m tryna fuck on both them hoes 'cause that’s what friends do (Ayy)

She say, «You ain’t pickin' up the phone lately,"got a lot on my mental

If it ain’t about cash, I ain’t tryna talk, that shit I ain’t into

And I been tryna see what a brick do

I been makin' a brick move (Uh)

Granny like, «You should go to church and join the choir,"yeah

To them pills, I lost my main man, R.I.P.

Messiah

I been ahead of the game, no cap, I ain’t talkin' no umpire

If it’s smoke, we leave 'em blinded, yeah