The Followers Wale

[Produced by Pro Reese & Marce Reazon]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, what’s it all for? Trust in no man, but give it up to my Lord
Am I influencing type wars from maricons?
There’s levels to this fellowship, you stuck on the same board
Truly provoking, shining new light through my songs
Get women open, I should moonlight designing doors
Oh that’s swag, call me trash, who y'all’s source?
Cause y’all sheep, the way I see it you’re all lost
Look what I encompass while you lacking direction
I would be the guy, Mike, twas a looking fly Olympics
Anyone, Jordan, Johnson, Phelp shit
I can off-hand, hit you writin' strong hand hits
In the zone little nigga doing small bong rips
And my broad doing things only saw on flicks
Aww shit, I’m the man, ho
Dunk Lows, only those CO Japan, ho
Money fold, women close got me paranoid
My only fear, to lose y'all ear at wedding ceremonies
Either way they should be voided


[Hook]
Follow me, follow me or forget me, follow me (x3)
Follow me, follow me or forgive me, ‘cause y’all about to see