Casey Veggies - f**in' Awesome lyrics

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Casey Veggies - f**in' Awesome lyrics

[Verse 1:] It's like right now Yeah we on, name rollin 'round Set up shop On the clock and we open now Be quiet now The city knowin', gotta hold us down What you sayin? I ain't winnin'? You f**in' playin' Girl don't touch my hand, I am not your man I do my own thing, I hope you understand When I'm 44, I'ma still have 30,000 My pops know that his young boy f**in' wildn' Swear I be clownin', one night not on the town and After that I Master P 'cause she know I'm bout it Yeah we on sh**, n***as already know this He prolly hatin' 'cause all of his girls know me Doors might fold down, swear I'm on a roll now I got my own clique, n***a and my own style And my main chick know that I'ma hold her down Never blow up too big even though that's the focus now [Hook] People quick to ask But so slow to offer I couldn't get the a** I told her I was off her We fell asleep in cla** And woke up bosses And whenever they ask They say I'm f**in' awesome Man I'm f**in' awesome Yeah I'm f**in' awesome Man I'm f**in' awesome Yeah I'm f**in' awesome No matter what the cost is This is not an auction They talk about me often Man I'm f**in' awesome [Verse 2:] Started out small, dunkin' man I'm Ty Lawson In the sky, parasail, you parallel parkin' n***as think you affiliated, that's lotta ? k** people, burn sh**, this that f**in' arson Need a bag in the booth, young boy barfin' Girl pull up in coupes, I was 'bout to start sh** Then I looked at her, realized that was Anwar chick Some n***as get high, they like don't ever spark sh** But I'm ready to ride and make it all worth it Chickens all on my Facebook, man they be lurkin' I love pretty girls with a nice drive I recognize, get connected like Wi-fi And now we s**in', getting hectic like a Sci-fi She say she love you, but don't trust you, she might lie New mind, new shoes, new lifestyle Take her down, magnum man, homie no lifestyle Repeat Hook [Verse 3:] Freddie said you like that? Well come over to the crib I ain't playin' on iChat Young n***a on it, one in the mornin' And we all still be gon' be up in the mornin' makin' moments I be over sh** without focusin' make the coldest sh** Mama proper, she a little bopper and she don't pretend I'm just boastin' in, goin' in, with these flows again One thing I never do is slow down my hustlin', nah

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