Songtext zu 'FOMF' von Ab-Soul

Oh my God, I swear to God
Get the fuck out of my face, seriously? (herbert)
You ain't the homie, this ain't for you
Ain't chasing paper, this ain't for you
You know what we came to do (ay)
You know what we came to do (man, look)
I'm in a league on my own (yeah)
Y'all need to leave it alone
I'ma just eat everything
I'ma just leave you the bones

Call it an even exchange (yeah)
There ain't no need to explain (yeah)
Yeah, it should be over-stood
Like when I hop on a plane
And I fly over your hood
Y'all should be knocking on wood
Don't make me go 'gainst the grain (grain)
I ate my wheaties I'm good (bitch)

Fuck out my face (fuck out my face)
Fuck out my face, you ho
Fuck out my face (fuck out my face)
Fuck out my face (fuck out my face)
Fuck out my face, you ho

On my momma and my pops
You ain't squad, you the opp, nigga stop
Fuck out my face (uh, yeah, yeah)
Keep them other fives, uh
On the other side, uh, side, huh
Fuck out my face, you ho

Nigga, yeah (bitch-ass nigga)
Face it, you're basic, I'm basically one in infinity (ay)
Back to the basics, my friend is my enemy's enemy
Smoke like a chimney, d'ussé the remedy
Gave her a shot, now she be giving me top in the drop
But I'm not a kennedy, you need to stop
This elementary, thicken the plot
Make you a memory that we forgot
How does it feel like to be food for thought?
Get it while it's hot, huh
Fuck out my face (fuck out my face)

You a foe or a ufo either way you in my space (what?)
Talkin' heavy on the record
Featherweight should wait in line
God body, you can never
Niggas stuck on demon time
Every second is divine (ay)
We gon' run this shit forever
Get it done and say goodbye
Do it, do it, niggas cry
Mama pressure, had to press 'em
Pipe busts every time
You know the motherfuckin' vibe
You ain't gang, step aside, bitch

Fuck out my face (fuck out my face)
Fuck out my face, you ho (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck out my face (yeah)
Fuck out my face (yeah, yeah)
Fuck out my face, you ho

On my momma and my pops
You ain't squad, you the opp, nigga stop
Fuck out my face (uh, yeah, yeah)
Keep them other fives, uh
On the other side, uh, side, huh
Fuck out my face, you ho
Nigga, yeah (bitch-ass nigga)
Fuck out my face lame, lame-ass nigga
Fuck out my face, you ho

You ain't the homie, this ain't for you
Ain't chasing paper, this ain't for you
You know what we came to do
You know what we came to do