Frownin (Ft. Gunplay) Lyrics

Isaiah Toothtaker Frownin (Ft. Gunplay)

[Verse 1: Gunplay]
I beg no pardon – I ain't ask for this, I beg no stardom
I just wanted money, one eggroll, starving
Break down an onion watchin' Creflo Dollar, life gets not harder
I got more money but no hoe problems
Now – more gold on collars
I just got one wish: get rich with my partners
Countin' 'til it get monotonous
Dying broke, it was never an option
So I'm forever on my mob shit
King James, all on my psalm shit
It gets no triller... than these baguettes in the Mueller
Ferrari fast life, no fuel up... race straight to the jeweller
Put all my problems in a bottle – I guess I'm tryna drown 'em
I'm tryna smile – while y'all just tryna frown, and...

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Livin' life by the knife, might die by the silence
Gettin' high as a kite, still in low light
Violent when I fight, might earn my third strike
Never been my type, never learn, never right, alright?
(Fuck who don't like it)

[Verse 2: Isaiah Toothtaker]
Beg no pardon – I ain't ask for this, you get what you bargain
I'm just gonna finish what you ignorantly started
You little dumb shits ain't got the stomach to be heartless
All of y'all are garbage -
All of y'all are targets, let's see who gets the farthest
Ride or die, right, why you actin' car sick? (Shit...)
Knucklehead think he the smartest
A soft-ass sack of artists
But in reality just harmless
Flim-flam from a bunch of scam artists
f..ck it – 'cause every casket needs a carcass
I'm out constantly causing carnage
You are constantly calling sergeants
And I'm in big trouble, criminal at large, and
I get payback, then I catch more charges
f..ck it – I'mma do it all regardless
A real son of a gun, right?
My mother was a cartridge
Down to shoot to fill...
I'm somewhat of a marksman

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