Fry Guy

I'm the fry guy who gets high just to balance my lows

Started drinking when my thinking got 2 much 4 me

Crazy see cause my mommy drinks ten times more than me

Can't control my sanity working on the man I'm trynna be

But please spare me the lessons been a man since 13

The only thing I do is hit the gravity to feel gravity lifted up off of me

The pressure feels like the weight of the world and 50 galaxies

Deep breath and a puff on a fucking cigar than I'm headed back to work somebody please pray for my mom

I went to college to get knowledge but I was turning up and fucking

Asked for money just to finance my struggle and got nothing

My family tree just keeps growing but them branches don't keep in touch

So imma keep working minimum wage until I come up with something

Fry guy who gets high just to balance the lows and I keep my mouth shut just so nobody will know if you look inside my mind you proly throw up or choke because my mind is like my life too fucked to keep going

I don't know how I survived this long resilient af I just got 2 stay strong

I carry my mother right back to her room then I take a puff of gas and keep moving

I'm like a car with no breaks I can't be stopped and life is like a punch in the face but I can't be dropped

Gotta live my life for my mom she got faith in me but I swear it hurts to the core cause she's weak that's the shit I hate to see

Forgetful and it obvious the drinking is a problem so I'm trying to get the money just so I can be her solvent

Success is never given but I'll take it never pass it up I'm aiming for the top im like Tony Wroten in the clutch

And you might not know who he is but that's okay cause just like my favorite player I'll be a star one day

First I flip fries then I drive home park in front of the TV and sit on my throne concoct a new plan of how imma get on the argue with my mama I swear it gets old

But even the story repeats I can't be defeated I've taken a lot of L's and yet I'm still on my feet so its getting obvious my haters cannot compete

This fry guy won't die I got money to make and since I feed off the hatred I got more moves to make because another mother fucker said I can't today

Fry guy who gets high just to balance the lows and I keep my mouth shut just so nobody will know if you look inside my mind you proly throw up or choke because my mind is like my life too fucked to keep going

Don't believe me then ask my best friends none of them understand why I'm the way the way that I am

They support me anyway yea I created the team and all our stats are boosted we just can't be beat

And don't you ever ask the question cause we play on hall of fame and no our sliders ain't up you just can't play our game

A team of misfits come wrong you get hit go down don't get up we young but we tough got jobs to get money support all of our mommies the goal is get rich start up a business then sit back when we finish

All I gotta do is show commitment so right now you can catch me flipping fries and in a couple of years catch me in them flashing lights pulling up in the hottest rides sitting in the passenger side cause I'm rich why should I drive

And that will be the life just wait and see and all of this is for my mother and my brothers if you support the squad then its for you 2 but for now I'll flip fries until I go back 2 school

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