Fred E.T.

Lyrics to Never Enough

[Intro]

Hahahaha haaaaaaaa!

*yawn*

Is this thing on?

Welp!

Yea so uh

I guess this is chapter one

Or is it the prologue?

I dont know

Enjoy!

42!



[Verse]

Shakin' my head, shakin' my head

For no reason these negus read me like a closed book and its open season

Gotta bring the waves back so yo hoe can see em

Got misogynistic lines i mix in

Basic dimes and guys who fail to listen, not my mission, try upliftin'

And Im lost inside my copy-cat community it cost to be the deity, I deem to be with righteous people

I been close to this cliff

Workin to finish and spit up something captivating that

Herb the IV

Neva heard before

You see the green & light up?

I see a bunch of herbivores

Dammit, I'm a cannibal with Hannibal lectures

Chew u alive then i will guide u in a better direction

My name is Freddy, the extra terrestrial, tellin ladies and gentlemen to tell a friend while touching base with my celestial

Could've gave u someone else's flow, watered down

Just to be current, important in the now

Not some other neighborhood nigga that never made it out they town

Now they grown now

Half stepped on passion, got that ass left

Write perspectives, you not expectin'

Negus try they hardest to be accepted in 2016

More than 16s to get up off my chest bitch

Savvy with the talents and good riddance to the textbooks, UH!



Southside enigma

Grin hit his earlobes

Redefinin my meaning of life is what I'm here fo'

Reclusive nuisance, laid back, still act foolish

Serious moments, know when to adapt to em

Show em just how to do it

Everyday im improvin'

Til the very day i lay in my grave

Daisy pushin & soil snoozin

So pray for prey if they overlook me

Microwave they favorites thoughts

I feed nothin but home cookin

Let it simmer down



Yea my nigga try to practice to what im bringin'

To the table, hear my hunger 'til im eatin'

Kobe seasoned, all recordings sound like Jordan's apprentice

Any limitations created, know it ain't in attendance

Your favorite is finished got Faith in a mirror

A splittin image of spittin spinach

(42!!!)

Poetry pop eyes

Get it off the muscle, you can neva Shakespeare it

Forget to eat

Forget to sleep

My mind is active

Relaxation, more distractions

Never enough

Negus talk down consciousness

When most of it is common sense, uh

You know the, hotep, woke wave, bullshit

They claim, shame indigos til they blue in the face

Seem like u in a race, not at ya own pace

Stay in ya lane

How you use ya energy is not the same

Negus walk round talk loud, docile to a Rothschild mane

Get ya money up hoe, they not throwin' you shit when ya status is broke, & its never enough

Caught up prayin' for a real bad bitch

Til yo situation at hand get real bad bitch

I just hope I end up givin u something

That'll scrunch ya face and make u say

"I feel that shit"

Even then..



[Outro x3: Fred E.T.]

I might

Lose my mind like im runnin out of time

They say

Faith is what u make

Make up yo mind