Folarin Like - Wale

What, boy?

Let’s have some motherfuckin' fun

Yeah, ayee, yeah

Folarin like, women level-headed

And more aggressive

That demoralize any moralless

Man or woman and

More or less any man or woman that go against me

Better know the lord, ignore it, keep it at 450

Truckin'

Fuck a 450, we 730

It’s December now

When they simmer down we start burnin' 'em

It’s embarrassing

There’s literally no comparison

That’s like comparing Yogi Berra and Yogi Ferrell

I’m the coldest poet, they never show it

I show up like the fuckin' bear from Revenant

Barely niggas is Yogi Bear in here

Mo', this is a picnic walk

I sip gin, tonic in booth then I big shit talk

I’m cool, clam, collected 'less I get pissed off

Then everybody get it like a pitch in kickball

Pimp hard, pimp hard, but think two times harder

Mulsanne parked

I bet the Pumas Usain Bolt to us

Woo!

That’s a fast ass pussy cat

Ralph really rappin' like he’s really, really in his bag yeah

Folarin like, a lot of artist father I

Think a lot of y’all been multiplying the prototype

Notice I

Don’t hang with niggas much in this industry

Been this way, niggas be hating wasting my energy

Then they say

Maybe Folarin is just a mental case

It’s not the case

I just confide in cases of Hennessy

L.A. Fitness will fill up, yeah I’m gettin' a little bigger

Baby mama don’t notice, all my bitches can dig it

'Bout to hit the casino, Steve O bring all the women

And if we hit the digits, the only way that we’re trickin'

Rose gold the pinky

Flows gold, the singles

Is all gold and platinum, I’m so focused really

Whole goal was really

To promote the city

Some niggas off that boat like they got motion sickness

Lord forgive me, you know that I’m flawed

But been on my job

Way more, 'cause I had a daughter

I dogged bitches before

Now talk sense into bitches

And not to give you my business

But they ain’t bitches no more

Naw, nah, fuck it let’s keep this shit goin'

I see niggas talkin', could chalk it, grown people ignore it

But keep with the bluffin'

You see I be with people that love that shit

Love to see you public performin', we will applaud

Now you Weekend at Bernie-lookin'

Mama purchasing urns for you, confirming you finished

I done murked you niggas

Whether first one, this verse is a hearse

It hurts me to hurt you

It burns, yeah it burns because I birthed you nigga

Yeah, of course you niggas forgot

But every time I drop a single niggas hittin' me up

Tellin' me to give 'em a jump

Never think they’ll ever pull up

Literally I live in Maryland, Beverly Hills and the charts

Yup, and with the pen it’s like I’m like Kemba with ball

I’m Kyrie, Jamal

Crawford, guard me and you fall

Foreign features from South Korea

BTS be the shit, we about to see it

I am not North or South, I am just DMV

I’m a G, well-achieved, well-received

I’m a seasoned nigga

Yeah, boy I’m the cleanest nigga

Got soul, got style, rap genius nigga

I will not back down when you see a nigga

My whip black, like brown, Pam G’in a nigga

Yeah, Folarin like

Women like Miss Erykah

Badu, see you next lifetime, I marry ya

Playin' though nigga this gospel on my tonsils

Got the world on my hand like Kwame on Captain Planet do

I’m just a rhymer a lot of y’all just be sleepin' on

They stay at mama’s house and get their Cheetos and cheap reefer on

They stay on social media

Being somebody doper than the person they are in person

Of course nobody meetin' them

Folarin like, none of these niggas

Shine coming, man I’m tired of everyone of these niggas

Fuck 'em