Lyrics Foul Out - ¡MAYDAY!

Foul Out

Fuck what you heard 'cause it ain’t what the word’s, it be
Be so absurd how we all be getting blurred
Speeding up at the curb when I’m all up in your turf
Yelling obscenities until I’m food for the worms
And been moved into herds, but I’m feeling quite alone
I could lose all my nerve, but I’m finally below
Get a clue if you dare get up off my dick and pose
See this game was never righteous, I’m feeling that I might just
Foul out
Foul out
Foul out, bitch
Foul out
Is this some bullshit I need a permit for?
Y’all really just been on one, y’all need to live more
The Morse code end up doing it in store
They rode our shit for so long, they got my dick sore
Hold up, pull over, they pull over then pull over my head
I thought I seen it coming, but they got us all in the end
Black limos on the low, but the price of a dread
These bitches snitching but the money got us in the same fair
Same games, same games, but it ain’t the same day
Strange days maintain, but the pay’s base fair
Freight train, play straight, fucking came and they went
We’ve been killing shit forever so it’s time for us to
Foul out
Foul out
Foul out
Foul out
Still playing?
You still there?
Oh you ain’t done?
Bitch I’ve been counting sheep, don’t say you ain’t heard
I see you buying every soul you every paid for
I even tried to sell my own to any takers
But it never fit, because that fit would 'cause some tenure
I’m done here fucking birds, drinking, get paid sure
This shitty acre, fuck all your safe words
No sliding into base, we’re softly and straight cursed
I think I’d rather foul out, bounce in that grey hearse, bitch
Foul out
Foul out
Foul out
Foul out