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Fed up by King Ace Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

Chorus
Heard an opp hatting tell them boys get they bread up. goofy opp this my homie tell him to pick his man up. you the type when we bump heads got your hands up they working with the feds man that shit got me fed up
Heard an opp hatting tell them boys get they bread up. goofy opp this my homie tell him to pick his man up. you the type, when we bump heads, got your hands up they working wit the feds man that shit got me fed up

Verse one: King ace
See you looking sad, hella mad, keep ya head up. I see you got no pole out here lacking pick your pants up. they hate me even more cuz I'm Mexican and handsome.cartel shit, get kidnapped, held up for ransom. directing a new movie, cuz I'm shooting, all these actors. standing ovation, the way that we clapped him, get out the way, you don't want to get mixed up. take you to the gym, when I talk you gonna sit up. don't be looking down I'm on top pick your chin up. Photoshop, ima take your ass out the picture. I ain't worry about ya. when I get ya ima get ya . and I got hittaz when they hit ya they gonna hit ya. gremlin gang, for life, my brother for Ever miss em. big ass cannon feel like I'm blowing missiles. 100 round drum so you know I won't miss ya. but I don't need it fell in love wit shooting pistols

Chorus
Heard an opp hatting tell them boys get they bread up. goofy opp this my homie tell him to pick his man up. you the type, when we bump heads, got your hands up they working with the feds man that shit got me fed up
Heard an opp hatting tell them boys get they bread up. goofy opp this my homie tell him to pick his man up. you the type, when we bump heads, got your hands up they working with the feds man that shit got me fed up

Verse two: Smiles
These niggas working with the police but claiming they sum killas. how you talking like you know me but only see me in pictures. and he rapping like he with it but never stand on that businesses. all that tough-talking on twitter the reason he ends up missing and I'm rolling hard I'm busting this ecstasy got to beating me this bitch said that she loves me but money is what you see in me and bitch I'm from the park where it's cold so I got this heat on me and bitch I'm gangsta killa but stay with the double g on me and this bitch be crazy talking bout put this seed in me a million dollar baby I knew I'd be on a tv screen this bitch thought ima chase her bitch I don't even chase Hennessy these niggas ain't no friend of me piloting I know they envy me you the type steady posting pipes on your Facebook caught his ass with no gun in sight got his brains took. Better keep you a gun I bought some 40's for my shorties they like shooting for fun

Chorus
Heard an opp hatting tell them boys get they bread up. goofy opp this my homie tell him to pick his man up. you the type, when we bump heads, got your hands up they working with the feds man that shit got me fed up
Heard an opp hatting tell them boys get they bread up. goofy opp this my homie tell him to pick his man up. you the type, when we bump heads, got your hands up they working with the feds man that shit got me fed up