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Franceman by Franceman Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

Chorus

Franceman on the track again, all this drip is gonna rain
I was trynna make it out the block
All this gang shit is insane, in class I was detained trynna make a few mili out the block
It’s a hundred bands in my pockets, with my girl we sharing lockets
Franceman wavey, I’m trynna get to the top
I’ve been on my grind everyday, don’t believe in taking breaks
I ain’t stopping till I’m chilling at the top

Verse

Fuck corona virus, I’m trynna chill with my homies
I can’t even I’m gonna miss all my homies
Word to my nigga macho you’ve always been my homie
Also my nigga milimo you’ve always been my homie
Thierry Kenny, nigga suwhoop to my homie
Ride or die, I’m gonna miss all my homies
They tell me Franceman, where have you been
You’re a fire rapper why don’t you get loads of fans
I tell em one day I’m gonna blow out again
I’m in this game trynna make a couple fire things
Then you find out, I win a Grammy again
I’m finna make a lot of rack when I rap again
Chorus

Franceman on the track again, all this drip is gonna rain
I was trynna make it out the block
All this gang shit is insane, in class I was detained trynna make a few mili out the block
It’s a hundred bands in my pockets, with my girl we sharing lockets
Franceman wavey, I’m trynna get to the top
I’ve been on my grind everyday, don’t believe in taking breaks
I ain’t stopping till I’m chilling at the top

Verse 2

Ever since I stepped up in this game I’ve been a bomb threat
Franceman on the track, I’m trynna see my life beyond that
Big Cuban links and a gold diamond Rolex
Nigga where they from, they turn death into a contest
Black lives matter don’t ever change that
Nike AF1s cost me 15 rack
I remember them days when I used to sing blues
Franceman on the track I’ll make your brain ooze
Fire tracks from me got me buying Nike shoes
Go to Mexico, go to Cancun
I’ve been a real nigga when I had to change moves
I took some Ls, now I gotta take them Ws

Chorus
Franceman on the track again, all this drip is gonna rain
I was trynna make it out the block
All this gang shit is insane, in class I was detained trynna make a few mili out the block
It’s a hundred bands in my pockets, with my girl we sharing lockets
Franceman wavey, I’m trynna get to the top
I’ve been on my grind everyday, don’t believe in taking breaks
I ain’t stopping till I’m chilling at the top