Smfwu Lyrics - Warning Signs - Timeflies

Fore we was anything, fore you could see us 

Before we was electric, well that was Prius 

Before we ever dreamt it here, it's nothing to dream of 

Then let's be honest, you did everything, thought this could be us 

Now watch me shaking hands on the clock getting demands 

Gliding hard right like you seeing me on thin air 

And boy out for the night, got no plans on getting freaky 

You were Instagraming you and now you're Instagraming me 

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See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the same motherfucker) 

And if you're talkin then prove, better know you ain't fuckin wit us (you ain't fuckin wit us) 

Get it on our own, they keep telling us no 

But now they open up the doors wherever we go 

And now we walk up in the room and we say motherfuckers what up? (and we say motherfuckers) 

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I sing about a song, I rap a rap song 

I sing a club banging, make them panties raps on 

I'm show down, I keep poppin like some popcorn 

Now watch me getting money like a motherfuckin ghetto 

This just how you know 

When you see me in your city 

It's like everywhere I go, everybody fuckin wit me 

Yes I'm outside but my game, they all cheering my name 

But I told you if you know me then you know I never change 

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See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? 

And if you're talkin then prove, better know you ain't fuckin wit us (you ain't fuckin wit us) 

Get it on our own, they keep telling us no 

But now they open up the doors wherever we go 

And now we walk up in the room and we say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers what up?) 

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It's like I'm still a kid in the back of the Ford Taurus 

Yes, waving at some drivers while they screaming favorite es 

Now fast forward, my song flashes across the dashboard 

Is this the life I asked for? Well fuck it man of course it is 

I just needed a mic and a stage I could play on 

This life's my playground, I'm hero with a crayon 

Now how the drought so cold, no shrinkage 

No sales limit on greatness, Dinklage 

Only getting better bruh, dominate like fetera 

But if you don't like my lyrics send a letter to the editor 

His address is 'Fuck You', street name is 'Deal Wit It' 

Make sure you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it 

Am I a sellout? 'Cus every show I sell out 

I hang around with fans til they tell me to get the hell out 

Middle finger to the haters, tell em shut up 

So if you feel that let me hear you say what up! 

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See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? 

And if you're talkin then prove, better know you ain't fuckin wit us (you ain't fuckin wit us) 

Get it on our own, they keep telling us no 

But now they open up the doors wherever we go 

And now we walk up in the room and we say motherfuckers what up?