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Mash Made - Lost in Farmton Lyrics



Mash Made - Lost in Farmton Lyrics




Who's next for glory next to holy
Now they holding up my head
To pop my code please
I know I said I'm made a black nigga for sale
And I blame it on the drug the drug called fame
This is just a note a note I lost please
Now holding up my head won't get this rats Cheese please
A hobo nigga from the streets deals
I never snitch or grill
It's word of mouth in this game
They need, they need
Fake niggas dying to see
I bleed, I bleed
Holding up the cards they need
Need, they need
Fake niggas dying to see
I bleed, I bleed
Holding up the cards they need

This is it, this is it
Yeah this is it, tell me how it is

Who's next for glory next to holy
And the one who will never die
The death of Molly
I know the streets are crazy namely
For the drugs they gave him
Now look what you made me do
Farmton, Farmton
O/F I'm chanting
Hobo nigga be lost and they betting
You found him

They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F

Lost letters lost manners
Who the f*ck is made better
With this cats and dogs
Let's put this loner aside
Coz it's rats I mash
That's what's I'm quick to catch
You catching L's you left
Like I care less but really
They careless with it
Bare with me the streets have been waiting for This I never did I guess
I guess I'm just what's mashed
A hobo loner relapse
But who cares I'm less
I'm running the streets, the corners are packed
I'm still packing all the bullets and shells
So do the math I hate, I hate your class
Classified as Rap on TV even bitches Depressed and you got me Rap
Like

This is it, this is it
Yeah this is it, tell me how it is

To put you on a map like CNN
I'm LPG a lost king who cares
For change, for good heart and love
In the zone niggas call it RBG
Talking things we see
I sin, I have seen good for now
I plow, I vow to bring change in time
Hobo nigga be wise
In Farmton ma-farma

They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
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Who's next for glory next to holy
Now they holding up my head
To pop my code please
I know I said I'm made a black nigga for sale
And I blame it on the drug the drug called fame
This is just a note a note I lost please
Now holding up my head won't get this rats Cheese please
A hobo nigga from the streets deals
I never snitch or grill
It's word of mouth in this game
They need, they need
Fake niggas dying to see
I bleed, I bleed
Holding up the cards they need
Need, they need
Fake niggas dying to see
I bleed, I bleed
Holding up the cards they need

This is it, this is it
Yeah this is it, tell me how it is

Who's next for glory next to holy
And the one who will never die
The death of Molly
I know the streets are crazy namely
For the drugs they gave him
Now look what you made me do
Farmton, Farmton
O/F I'm chanting
Hobo nigga be lost and they betting
You found him

They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F

Lost letters lost manners
Who the f*ck is made better
With this cats and dogs
Let's put this loner aside
Coz it's rats I mash
That's what's I'm quick to catch
You catching L's you left
Like I care less but really
They careless with it
Bare with me the streets have been waiting for This I never did I guess
I guess I'm just what's mashed
A hobo loner relapse
But who cares I'm less
I'm running the streets, the corners are packed
I'm still packing all the bullets and shells
So do the math I hate, I hate your class
Classified as Rap on TV even bitches Depressed and you got me Rap
Like

This is it, this is it
Yeah this is it, tell me how it is

To put you on a map like CNN
I'm LPG a lost king who cares
For change, for good heart and love
In the zone niggas call it RBG
Talking things we see
I sin, I have seen good for now
I plow, I vow to bring change in time
Hobo nigga be wise
In Farmton ma-farma

They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
They got me, they got me, they got me, they got me screaming O/F, O/F
O/F
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Writer: Simphiwe Msibi
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Performed By: Mash Made
Language: English
Length: 3:58
Written by: Simphiwe Msibi
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