| I know I may Sound Foolish
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| You may not understand
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| (Not At All)
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| Cats keep talking bout (ME)
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| Keep running they mouth about (ME)
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| When they don’t know nothing bout (ME)
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| I’ve been given a second chance, so respect the stance
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| You plan to go reckless, and you make reckless plans
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| Show respect, and we can dance, bitch ass nigga
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| Motherfuck you and your mans, we can do it with the hands
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| Fuck I need a gun for, I done fucked a lot of bitches already, so when it come
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| to pussy, you just one more
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| Hit him with the 1−4, what’s that?
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| That’s when you knowing niggas a bitch and he still get the gun
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| You like what for?
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| Really? |
| you want more
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| Come through then click click boom, click click boom, take off the front door
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| Brains on the wall like paint, cause I don’t need to know what it is,
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| long as I know what it ain’t
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| Ain’t a fucking thing fake about me
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| The devil’s spent so much time ruining my life, what would the snake do without
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| me?
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| Keep running your fucking mouth, we’ll see what happens to niggas that keep
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| running they fucking mouth
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| Then get knocked the fuck out, nigga
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| Cats keep talking bout me
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| Keep running they mouth about me
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| When they don’t know nothing bout me
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| What they know about?
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| A drought made I’m still tryna get my orders out
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| They say they the kingpin, why they playing with my older route?
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| Black mini van, I’m just tryna keep the odor out
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| Million dollar drop, I’m stash house shopping
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| You know me, I got the trap back popping
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| They want war, until their shit get shot up
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| Till they get blackballed, then they run dry on product
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| God forgive me, I’m haunted by my sins
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| I ball in my sleep, they want me locked up with my friends
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| New Gucci frames, I put rocks around the lenses
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| I pull up to my show, and hop out of my Benz
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| You know me, OG with the work and all
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| Brown bag full of cash, Imma burn it all
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| Shopping cart full of rubber bands
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| Yeah I re-up when the money lands
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| Cats keep talking bout me
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| Keep running they mouth about me
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| When they don’t know nothing bout me
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| How you jealous when you made the wrong choices?
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| Watch the world fall apart, when I sleep I hear voices
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| Tryna downplay the vision, all the hate is just poison
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| Guess I gotta go to war, I try my best to avoid it
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| And competition ain’t something that I’m thinking bout
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| While I’m out living, doing everything I dreamed about
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| You need something else to speak about?
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| Where your work go? |
| I pulled up, and I cleaned them out
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| Thousand lighters, Imma need some more bags
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| I heard your product just sits on the shelf and goes bad
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| Man someone put a pistol in his mouth
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| I’m tired of this clown, set fire to his house
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| Pillow talking with a bitch, that’s what a bitch do
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| I’m outside in a pandemic, making big moves
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| I heard you crying about the looting, I got hit too
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| Someone put cement in his shoes, and make him fish food
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| Cats keep talking bout me
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| Keep running they mouth about me
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| When they don’t know nothing bout me |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Foolish, artist - Berner. Album song Russ Bufalino: The Quiet Don, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп