Forbidden Fruit by Kid Kirby Lyrics

FF
Young kid tryna skill it, kill it
Maybe do that and count these millions

Money make a nigga look appealing, superficial bitches
Is this the world we live in

Mo money
No trust
Mo stress

Still tryna get because a nigga I'm in debt, might put a couple tecks to ref
Mo money
Mo greed
Mo stress

Rigmortis to dude tryna test
Snakes in the grass don't know I'm the best dressed
Stop hating
Spitting 64's hotter than satan
Left the crowd baking

Goofy niggas tryna piss me off
The devil tryna stray me I'm a man of god
With a future that's a little odd
Always working not gunning man down on COD
In a French ass restaurant
Hurry up with my damn croissants