"Fufuflex" lyrics
I just stayed in the back, you are keep roamin' in my head
Stayed in the back, you keep roamin' in my head
Stayed in the back, you keep roamin' in my head
Stayed in the back, roamin' in my head, yuh
I could run away from my problems and fuck with bitches every day
30 racks, get the bag, get the fuck out of my face
But you're lookin' at my wrist, back off, we're not the same
Uh, jealous of the name, 'cause I got it all
And if you think that I am talking 'bout the flex you better go
Better hide behind the curtains 'cause I'm better off alone
Lately, I've been feelin' like I was born without a soul
Settle down, lemme tell you 'bout my main goal
Back we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Yeah, in the back, we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Yuh, better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Yuh, when I try to find the feelings and the vibe, I usually end up sad
So, pour this cup until the top, partying 'till we end up dead
When I'm back, back at it again
Lookin' for a reason why I'm livin' on this Earth, mm-yeah
Nobody found an answer to the question, yeah
I mean you can change but you'll never make it out of here
Yeah, you'll never make it out of here
You can change, but you'll never make it out of here
Why you tryna' be someone, someone you are clearly not
Yeah, you wanna hide the feelings and I wanna say I'm with it
When you lookin' for a lover, not a brother, well, let's get it
I mean, I can't be more disappointed, rollin' through the city
When I get tired of it I'll buy a house up in the hills, yeah
Back we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Yeah, in the back, we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Yuh, better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
And I guess I said everything, so let me take it out
So let me take it out!
But you're lookin' at my wrist, back off, we're not the same
Jealous of the name, cause I got it all
Stayed in the back, you keep roamin' in my head
Stayed in the back, you keep roamin' in my head
Stayed in the back, roamin' in my head, yuh
I could run away from my problems and fuck with bitches every day
30 racks, get the bag, get the fuck out of my face
But you're lookin' at my wrist, back off, we're not the same
Uh, jealous of the name, 'cause I got it all
And if you think that I am talking 'bout the flex you better go
Better hide behind the curtains 'cause I'm better off alone
Lately, I've been feelin' like I was born without a soul
Settle down, lemme tell you 'bout my main goal
Back we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Yeah, in the back, we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Yuh, better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Yuh, when I try to find the feelings and the vibe, I usually end up sad
So, pour this cup until the top, partying 'till we end up dead
When I'm back, back at it again
Lookin' for a reason why I'm livin' on this Earth, mm-yeah
Nobody found an answer to the question, yeah
I mean you can change but you'll never make it out of here
Yeah, you'll never make it out of here
You can change, but you'll never make it out of here
Why you tryna' be someone, someone you are clearly not
Yeah, you wanna hide the feelings and I wanna say I'm with it
When you lookin' for a lover, not a brother, well, let's get it
I mean, I can't be more disappointed, rollin' through the city
When I get tired of it I'll buy a house up in the hills, yeah
Back we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Yeah, in the back, we playin' saints row, messin' with them same hoes
Yuh, better from the start, yuh, 27 club, yuh
Back into the mud, yuh, 27 club, yuh
And I guess I said everything, so let me take it out
So let me take it out!
But you're lookin' at my wrist, back off, we're not the same
Jealous of the name, cause I got it all
Writer(s): Baukó Attila
