Easter Day lyrics

(Interlude)
I Get Fresh.....Like It’s Easter Day That Is, b*tch!

(Hook) 2x
I Get Fresh Like It’s Easter Day
I Might Get Fresh In Dat Givenchy
This Is Not A Game You Know I Don’t Play
Pull Up Rockin Guess Or The Cartier
Oh so Blessed I Need A Mazi Babe
Come N Test My Kawasaki Babe
N I’m Flexin On Em Bet Dey Prolly Fake
Dey Without Ambition So Dey Prolly Hate...


(Verse 1: King Fame)
My Name Is Faaaame!
I Found A Way Jus To Get My Bread Up
You Flip A Coin Always Keep My Head Up
If I Keep It On Me It’s Gotta Be Tucked
But Nowadays Everybody A Shootah
Before I Heaven I’m Tryna Hit Pluto
And I Ain’t Hit Mars I Ain’t Talkin No Bruno
I Used To Be Broke Now My Pockets On Sumo!

23, Yea I’m Feelin Like Jordan
I’m Havin A Daughter I Gotta Support Her
All Of My Priorities Are In Order
He Killin The Beat
Yu Ain’t Heard That He Slaughtered?
Free All My n*ggas Who Sittin In Prison
That’s Why Everyday I Be f*ckin The System
My Circle Got Smaller
My Bread Gettin Taller
I’m Livin Inside Of A Rectangular Prism!
King Fame If Yu Ain’t Heard About Me
Loud Pack Got Me Walkin Zombie
I Ain’t Really Wit Da Jumpin sh*t
But I’ll Stomp A n*gga In Deez Beef N Broccolis
Name A n*gga That Could Probably Stop Me
Ain’t No n*gga Out Here That Can Stop Me
Took A Beat N Then I Knocked It Out
Real sh*t That’s From Watchin Rocky!
(b*tch!)
(Hook) 2x
I Get Fresh Like It’s Easter Day
I Might Get Fresh In Dat Givenchy
This Is Not A Game, You Know I Don’t Play
Pull Up Rockin Guess Or The Cartier
Oh so Blessed I Need A Mazi Babe
Come N Test My Kawasaki Babe
N I’m Flexin On Em Bet Dey Prolly Fake
Dey Without Ambition So Dey Prolly Hate...


(Verse 2: Hefebossup)
(HEFEBOSSUP!)

I Get Fresh Like It’s Easter Day,(Owe!)
b*tch I Get Fresher Den A Dress Down,(Owe!)
Doin Shows n*ggas Makin Moves Be Like Who The f*ck I’m Gone Impress Now
Feel Like Life Is Like A Test Now (Yah!)
I Need The Most N Nothin Less Clown (Yah!)
Knock You Right Up Off Ya Pedestal
You Will Never Kill, Need To Get Down!
Why Dey Hate Me n*gga IDK!?
Hefe Bakeup Baby I Need Cake!
Prada Purse Will Keep A pus*y Soakin
I Don’t Need A Fountain Bae
I Need A Lake!
Catchin b*tches Like I’m In The Rapture
Caught Up In The Rapture Like Anita Bake
In The Strippy All Deez Hoes Around me
I Don’t Need A Convo I Jus Needa Slay!
I Don’t Need No Phony Boys Around Me
I Don’t Need No f*ckin Petty b*tches Either!
Purple Drank Inside The Baby Bottle
Pour The Baby Bottle Inna f*ckin Liter
f*ck Ya Wifey But I’ll Never Eat Her
I Might Trick Her Off But I’ll Never Treat Her!
Call Her Crazy She A Seyven Streeter
Imma f*ck Her Twice That’s Word To Derek Jeter! (b*tch!)

(Hook) 2x
I Get Fresh Like It’s Easter Day
I Might Get Fresh In Dat Givenchy
This Is Not A Game You Know I Don’t Play
Pull Up Rockin Guess Or The Cartier
Oh so Blessed I Need A Mazi Babe
Come N Test My Kawasaki Babe
N I’m Flexin On Em Bet Dey Prolly Fake
Dey Without Ambition So Dey Prolly Hate...


(OUTRO)
Owweeee......Oweeeee.....
Oweeee....