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F.A.M Video (MV)




Performed By: Juliany
Length: 3:03
Written by: Julian Vogel




Juliany - F.A.M Lyrics
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I cruise like Penelope
Hella weed on me
Riding to some Al Green
The melody's so sweet
If the police pull me over medical only
Walking on thin ice
But never got cold feet
I had to stay up till the AM
Wake up and go straight in
I completed my training days
Just in time for the weigh in
The brutal force has awakened
No snoozing
I'm causing mayhem
The movement is on its way and
And for you it's just entertainment
But who you know can
Can deliver a smoother flow?
Every Metaphors Suitable
Every letter fits Beautiful
I just make a track
Do a show
And head back to the studio
I re-up while you're still stuck in your cubical
I'm a different dude
These punchlines get you dropped from the label
I'm like an excellent waiter
I bring a lot to the table
While most of these other rappers are still living Unemployed
Spiffing on a joint
I'm Making straight history with my boys
You can Flip a million coins
You will never get a head in life
And these aint metaphors no more
Them shits is meta fives
And you still wonder why
My records getting played
I know you'll probably see me in a whole different light
Soon as I hit the stage
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
Pounding on the beat this shit's sabotage
Ur last tracks all blew like avatar
Lost track
Tracksuit got camouflage
If u don't feel this beat
Then u don't have a heart
I swear the weight on my shoulders is getting heavy now
A lot of people depend on me
I can't let em down
I swear to god I got the feeling that I'm ready now
These cats will chase your ass down Tom and Jerry style
My whole life is getting laid and spitting
Getting paid
Getting brain from some crazy women
I'm creating new jobs just the payments missing
Leave my kids up on her couch and have her baby sitting
Now I'm back
The better version
I learned some things
My return to the surface
Make it perfectly work again
I want the crown like it's my birthday in Burger King
Put in work for a purpose man
I'm for certain it's working man
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
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I cruise like Penelope
Hella weed on me
Riding to some Al Green
The melody's so sweet
If the police pull me over medical only
Walking on thin ice
But never got cold feet
I had to stay up till the AM
Wake up and go straight in
I completed my training days
Just in time for the weigh in
The brutal force has awakened
No snoozing
I'm causing mayhem
The movement is on its way and
And for you it's just entertainment
But who you know can
Can deliver a smoother flow?
Every Metaphors Suitable
Every letter fits Beautiful
I just make a track
Do a show
And head back to the studio
I re-up while you're still stuck in your cubical
I'm a different dude
These punchlines get you dropped from the label
I'm like an excellent waiter
I bring a lot to the table
While most of these other rappers are still living Unemployed
Spiffing on a joint
I'm Making straight history with my boys
You can Flip a million coins
You will never get a head in life
And these aint metaphors no more
Them shits is meta fives
And you still wonder why
My records getting played
I know you'll probably see me in a whole different light
Soon as I hit the stage
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
Pounding on the beat this shit's sabotage
Ur last tracks all blew like avatar
Lost track
Tracksuit got camouflage
If u don't feel this beat
Then u don't have a heart
I swear the weight on my shoulders is getting heavy now
A lot of people depend on me
I can't let em down
I swear to god I got the feeling that I'm ready now
These cats will chase your ass down Tom and Jerry style
My whole life is getting laid and spitting
Getting paid
Getting brain from some crazy women
I'm creating new jobs just the payments missing
Leave my kids up on her couch and have her baby sitting
Now I'm back
The better version
I learned some things
My return to the surface
Make it perfectly work again
I want the crown like it's my birthday in Burger King
Put in work for a purpose man
I'm for certain it's working man
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
Hittin' all these dimes for a minute
Sippin' on this pint for a minute
Shit been going right for a minute
Why u mad?
I only been up on the mic for a minute
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Writer: Julian Vogel
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