WHERES LANCEY - Lancey Foux

I don’t know, I don’t know

Friend or Foux, I don’t know (Feel it)

Friend or Foux, I don’t know

I got angels with me, I don’t know

I got demons, I don’t know

I can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel it (Paranoid)

I can’t trust a soul

I can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel it, I don’t know (Friend or Foux)

Woah (Psh), okay

Yeah (Yea)

Huh?

Psyke!

Yeah

Jay Trench

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

Just got a grip, so I’m back on my shit

The pagans already know what it is

They watching, pursuing and stalking the kid

It was all bottled up, till I took off the lid

How many times you gonna talk about drip?

You ain’t really doing nothin' until you’re causing a spillage

I was just shotting food for a couple of quid

Now it’s 25K for like 25 minutes

I don’t know who’s my Friend or Foux

I don’t wanna talk and I don’t wanna do business

Everything difficult, everything different

Any time I remember what I got, I missed it

Life is a game and they all wanna play

Just 'cause I make it look realistic

Just got rich, and I’m tryna' get richer

Young black man tryna fuck up the system

Got a young black queen and I’m showing her off (Yeah)

No, no, no you can’t get what I got (Yeah)

Can’t be like me, can’t roll where I rock

Doors folded and my pockets are not (Psyke)

They don’t understand me it’s pissing them off

I jump to the bag, I criss and I cross

I don’t know who they are, I don’t know what they want (Huh?)

I’m taking my aim, I’m shooting my shot

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

Deeper than road, this is deeper than rap

You can go, but you ain’t coming back

I was just broke, took immediate action

Nigga, what gang?

I’m the gang and the faction

Look in the mirror and I see the mandem

She ain’t no ho, but she know what’s happening

I tell her no, she gonna have a tantrum

African G, nah-nah, no wrangler

No challengers, niggas can’t match

Niggas can’t banish us

I got the baddest one up in the passenger

Blowing her brains, blowing her back

Breaking her frame, breaking the bank

I don’t wanna talk, don’t mention or at me

Better yet, catch me, better yet match me

Feel like I seen this before

Top to bottom, front to back

They hate you when you’re young, rich, and you’re black (Huh?)

Nothin' ain’t changing with that (Huh?)

Already died and I’m back (Huh?)

I’m fuckin', I’m blowin' from the back (Huh?)

Walk in the room relax (Huh?)

Smoking a fruit pack (Huh?)

Head turn around when I’m shaking her hand (Huh?)

I’m too busy watching my back (Huh?)

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

Who my Friend or Foux?

Woah

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

You my Friend or Foux?

Woah