true fein

[Intro]

Critters, they bite

[Verse 1: cr1tter]

Competition never had a chance, like a stillborn

My guy said I'm going too hard, I need to chill more

I be with my motherfucking girls like Gilmore

LEGO with my links, huh, bitch, I'm tryna build more

Ah, they do a lot of talking

But when it comes to stepping up, they do a lot of walking

I was born for this, I never got an option

Dropped out in 9th grade just to get it popping

Critters

Uh, uh, just to get it popping

Each and everyday my fit go fucking stupid

Bitch, I'm in L.A. running 'round like a nuisance

Down for anything, I'm like, "Hi, what's the movement?"

Walking in my Timbs, I'm like, "Bae, let's get booted"

Huh, I'm like, "Bae, let's get booted"

My lyrics stay jumping over heads with agility

Can't fuck with him, he on broke boy activity

Lemme set the scene, lemme set the damn nativity

Repping True Religion, yeah, I wear this shit religiously

[Verse 2: keily rude]

Now what's religion to a true fein?

No, I'm not violent, but I got the war artillery (Grah, grah)

Looking for somethin' greater, I'm looking for a reasonin'

If I love myself, don't need no one distracting me

When you run in circles, footprint is little

When you see the bad in you, realize why they steal (Steal)

You a true light, wow, they lookin' at the glare?

Descend into a new room ask me why I care (Why I care)

Nigga, ask me why I care (On my soul)

Hmm, nigga, ask me why I care (Pew, Pew)

I'm not here no mo', I'm living through my soul (Tah, tah)

I see it all in blue, while y'all all taking a toll (Pew, pew)

Play yo' feats, collect yo' debt to tune in the radio (Tah, tah)

Projecting like a photo, you could hear me while they groan (While they groan, while they groan, while they groan)

You could ask me why I'm rude but just see me on my throne (On my throne, on my throne, on my throne)

But just see me on my throne (On my throne, on my throne, on my throne)

(Pew, pew)