"Faux Fur" lyrics
I don't set goals
New blanket with the Faux Fur (Faux Fur)
I break molds
New lips, way to go girl (yeah)
I don't set goals
I just do shit (do shit)
I break molds
Yeah this new shit (new shit)
They like where you go, go, go
Across lines (lines)
Only finish first
What's top 5? (top 5)
I don't set goals (no)
But I shoot, bang
I break molds, and that's you (you)
Don't set expectations
It's always fuck you, pay me
No I ain't trying, maybe
No I ain't buy it, save it
I got two checking
I'm like "who said it?"
I got two place to go
Two faceless hoes
And rips in my denim
But it's no pressure
I'm a diamond in the rough and my skin textured
Seen the block like I'm playing real life Tetris
Entrails with not one exit
I don't set goals
So please don't ask me
I break molds
I don't please masses
Tell 'em when you see 'em I ain't say that shit
Specktator 'til we all get rich
Everything isn't coconut
You just wait 'til I open up
I been sleepin' on the sofa
Ain't forget I was broke as fuck
I ain't choke unless she ask me to
Ass up, I ain't ask her to
She just know what's good for her
And won't be okay until that K follow C
Auto-fixed on the screen if you know what's good for you
Speck merch all on your next girl, don't it
Bother you a little how that ain't your woman?
Sleep in the bed that you lay up in
But she play my shit when she feel something
And that's real
Fucked up, huh? (Fucked up, huh?)
Do you know that girl? (Do you know that girl?)
Do you trust her bruh? (That's savage)
I don't set goals
New blanket with the Faux Fur (yeah)
I break molds
New lips, way to go girl, yeah
I don't set goals
I just do shit (do shit)
I break molds
Play this new shit
They like where you go, go, go
They like where you go, go, go, go
They like where you go, go
I took time off, but ain't sign off
Three song this week that's what I'm thinkin'
Chamomile tea, that's what I'm drinkin'
Finally found time for that vacation
Marcus comin' with me, y'all please be patient
Got him an album that's comin' soon
Got me a bad one that's comin' through
Seven bedroom in the place I live
But I know my way around a studio
Lil' bitch
New blanket with the Faux Fur (Faux Fur)
I break molds
New lips, way to go girl (yeah)
I don't set goals
I just do shit (do shit)
I break molds
Yeah this new shit (new shit)
They like where you go, go, go
Across lines (lines)
Only finish first
What's top 5? (top 5)
I don't set goals (no)
But I shoot, bang
I break molds, and that's you (you)
Don't set expectations
It's always fuck you, pay me
No I ain't trying, maybe
No I ain't buy it, save it
I got two checking
I'm like "who said it?"
I got two place to go
Two faceless hoes
And rips in my denim
But it's no pressure
I'm a diamond in the rough and my skin textured
Seen the block like I'm playing real life Tetris
Entrails with not one exit
I don't set goals
So please don't ask me
I break molds
I don't please masses
Tell 'em when you see 'em I ain't say that shit
Specktator 'til we all get rich
Everything isn't coconut
You just wait 'til I open up
I been sleepin' on the sofa
Ain't forget I was broke as fuck
I ain't choke unless she ask me to
Ass up, I ain't ask her to
She just know what's good for her
And won't be okay until that K follow C
Auto-fixed on the screen if you know what's good for you
Speck merch all on your next girl, don't it
Bother you a little how that ain't your woman?
Sleep in the bed that you lay up in
But she play my shit when she feel something
And that's real
Fucked up, huh? (Fucked up, huh?)
Do you know that girl? (Do you know that girl?)
Do you trust her bruh? (That's savage)
I don't set goals
New blanket with the Faux Fur (yeah)
I break molds
New lips, way to go girl, yeah
I don't set goals
I just do shit (do shit)
I break molds
Play this new shit
They like where you go, go, go
They like where you go, go, go, go
They like where you go, go
I took time off, but ain't sign off
Three song this week that's what I'm thinkin'
Chamomile tea, that's what I'm drinkin'
Finally found time for that vacation
Marcus comin' with me, y'all please be patient
Got him an album that's comin' soon
Got me a bad one that's comin' through
Seven bedroom in the place I live
But I know my way around a studio
Lil' bitch
Writer(s): Cyrus Christian Hutchings
