Gucci Mane - Free Foo lyrics

[Intro] Diamonds hitting like Mayweather Big bank like Mayweather (Ice) Broke, now I'm doing way better (Authentic or nothing) Pussy boy, I'm doing way better (Spiffo made it, b*tch) [Chorus] Diamonds hitting like Mayweather (Ice) Big bank like Mayweather Was broke, now I'm doing way better (Foo) I see more money than a bank teller (Huh?) Pussy ni**a, check the record (Check the record) 50-0 like Mayweather Wanna lose? Let me check my schedule (Huh?) But I ain't dealing with him if he a broke ni**a hating without a bezel (You're broke) Yeah, b*tch, we the clan (Clan) We'll spin a ni**a like a fan (Spin) I ain't need a helping hand Got it out the mud, I ain't play with sand (I ain't play with sand) They call me the man (Man) And I'm dirty like that ni**a Dan (Huh?) They tryna put me in the can (Ho) I guess I'm on the run again [Verse 1] Huh? (What?), well (Huh?), I guess I'm on the run again (Again) I ain't wanna do it, but I told them crackers gotta catch me if you can (If you can) I just gave 'em fifty thousand cash, now they tryna take me again (Again?) Well, I ain't going to the pen' (Hell nah) b*tch, I'm going for the win (Unh) Uh, and I'm on the run (The run) b*tch, I'm Usain Bolt, uh (Usain) Used to do this for fun (For fun) Can teach a pussy boy the ropes, yeah Kayla just had my son (Junior) They tried to make me miss his birth, uh (What?) And I'm on the run (Huh?) But I was in there chilling with the nurse (Damn, damn) And don't be a fool (Fool) They call me Foo, I ain't no fool (Nope, never) Yeah, they tryna get me (Why?) They put me all up on the news, why? (Lame) Just for a pistol (What?) Please don't get this sh*t confused (Huh?) And the b*tch had a license (Yup) [Chorus] Diamonds hitting like Mayweather (What the fu*k I'm supposed to do? Ice) Big bank like Mayweather Was broke, now I'm doing way better (Foo) I see more money than a bank teller (Huh?) Pussy ni**a, check the record (Check the record) 50-0 like Mayweather Wanna lose? Let me check my schedule (Huh?) But I ain't dealing with him if he a broke ni**a hating without a bezel (You're broke) Yeah, b*tch, we the clan (Clan) We'll spin a ni**a like a fan (Spin) I ain't need a helping hand Got it out the mud, I ain't play with sand (I ain't play with sand) They call me the man (Man) And I'm dirty like that ni**a Dan (Huh?) They tryna put me in the can (Ho) I guess I'm on the run again [Verse 2] Damn Should I go or should I run? I just wanna see my son Crackers call my phone, tell me that I'm done I ain't did sh*t to nobody, all this bullsh*t for a gun And I'm the king on these boys These crackers out here tryna treat me like a pawn Uh, and I'm on the run, but I keep good smoke, yeah 'Za in my lung, and that Wock' down my throat, yeah And I'm on the run, but I still make that dough (Ah) Crackers thought they was smart Yeah, they tried to fu*k up my dough (Ah) My b*tch, she the baddest The biggest and we drive the fastest (Yeah) They thought that they had me But I'm swifter, ni**a, than a rabbit And I got the cabbage You don't believe a ni**a? Check my carats Fifty thousand dollar cash bond, that sh*t there ain't do no damage [Outro] (This is Authentic)