Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fruit, artist - Matt Fine.
Date of issue: 19.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fruit |
If they ever really try to get to me, |
It’s gon' take a lot for them to kill the vibe, |
Got a lot of fruit growing on the trees |
Manifesting everything I fantasize |
Say ya I know I got it, |
I don’t wanna stop it, |
This is everything I know |
Say ya I know I got it |
I ain’t gon' stop it |
Look at all the fruit I’ve grown |
2011 left my home, |
I went and linked with coop, |
Selling hats and t shirts |
Anything we got you know we moved |
At the festivals, the youngest hustlers in the booth |
Wasn’t even twenty, had the biggest vision in the room |
I seen a lot of things change up, |
But i stayed me and thats true shit |
Lost a lot of friends on the way, |
Now they say I knew him |
Chicago’s homes forever |
The mood and food is better |
Hot peppers and cold weather, |
No city gone ever measure |
I just left work, I’m working now, |
All this is work is working out, |
Only got so many fucks to give, |
And lately going fucking wild, |
Trying to make my momma proud |
Trying to buy my mommas house |
I’ve been turning up because |
I’ll never let em turn me down |
If they ever really try to get to me, |
It’s gon' take a lot for them to kill the vibe, |
Got a lot of fruit growing on the trees |
Manifesting everything I fantasize |
Say ya I know I got it, |
I don’t wanna stop it, |
This is everything I know |
Say ya I know I got it |
I ain’t gon' stop it |
Look at all the fruit I’ve grown |
Right now it’s a quarter to 2 |
Look what I did in an hour or 2 |
Stacking my plate and I never debate if I could handle the food, |
I gotta chew, |
I gotta move, |
I gotta weed out a few |
Cause y’all do the same things |
And I just can’t help but bend all the rules |
I manifest my destiny, |
Like I got a mother fucking genie sitting right here next to me, |
Lately I’ve been feeling all this pressure try to get to me |
But I will never let no body’s water ever let me sink |
I turn my pain to blessings, my failure to lessons |
And even when I know I be stressing, |
I look in the mirror, |
Never the rear, |
Go look at my peers, |
It really appears, |
That imma have me a year |
Bounce on this instrumental, I ain’t know no better |
Never letting up the gas, I just push the pedal |
Got her moaning screaming, bringing out her inner devil |
I got a lot of fruit, ya it’s a different level |
I got a lot of fruit |
I got a lot of fruit |
I got a lot of fruit |
I got a lot of fruit |