​gold fronts Fousheé (Ft. Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Foushée]
Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm
Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm
Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm
Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm

[Verse 1: Foushée]
They don't make enough paper
All this stream of thought spilling off my notebook
And they don't make the sane type anymore
All my homies got problems and

[Pre-Chorus: Foushée]
We self medicate
What'd you do today?
I stared at my phone for hours
Since the city's fucked
Why don't we twist one up
Stretch out, hmm, hmm

[Chorus: Foushée]
They can't take our gold fronts away
Let 'em shine
They can't take our gold fronts away
Let 'em shine (Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm)