Fried Rice
Bas Lyrics

Decisions I be makin' when I get impaired
My ability to make wise choices is often impaired when I am intoxicated

Tell me where the ginger, man, I'm gettin' there
Please direct me to the location where I can obtain ginger to cure my nausea from overindulging in alcohol

Money in my pocket barely fittin' there
My wealth is overflowing from my pockets and barely fitting inside them

But I fell in love with how it's sittin' there
I am enamored by the way my money is stacked and arranged in my pocket

Old bitches miss me, a hole in her soul
Women from my past still long for my presence in their lives and feel a void without me

But I'm over it though, had to block me a number
I have moved on and cut off contact with those women by blocking their numbers

This from the latest collection, my boy
These lyrics are from my latest collection of music

You can copy the wave when I drop in the summer
Others can follow my style and take inspiration from my music when I release it in the summer

Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice
Drug addicts have control over the city as if it were a plate of fried rice in their hands

I done died twice, I got nine lives, that means seven to spare
I have faced near-death experiences twice, but still have seven lives left, like a cat

Vision blurry, but the hindsight always 20/20, I see Heaven or Hell
I may not have clear vision in present, but in hindsight, I can clearly see where my actions will lead me to either Heaven or Hell

Yeah, just to bust up a cell
I am willing to risk going to jail to achieve my goals

Yeah, tell 'em come and give me fuckin' non-violence when the .9 flyin'
I challenge my enemies to practice non-violence when they are faced with weaponry

Hear her lullaby make 'em sing like Adele
The sound of my gun's discharge will put my enemies to rest like a lullaby, making them sing like Adele

Heavy on me like a pound, singin' off key, get 'em off me
The weight of my problems is like a pound of weed, and it's causing me to sing out of tune, I need to get rid of them

We on north streets for the money, niggas hit up Wall Street Had them boys ringin' the bell
We are hustling and making money on the streets, while others on Wall Street are doing the same and causing the stock market to fluctuate

Ain't no Libra, but my scale ready if this rap shit ever fail get me hot
My skills to measure and weigh things are ready to be put to use if my career in rap fails and leaves me frustrated

My borough taught me how to run a block
The neighborhood I grew up in taught me how to operate a drug dealing operation on a city block

Confidence is quiet, I don't talk a lot
I am not boisterous about my confidence, I keep it lowkey

I call my mama, and I call the shots
My mother is the only person I answer to, and I am in charge of making the decisions

I don't call these bitches, they just talk a lot
I don't entertain promiscuous women who only talk and gossip

Cop a couple toys, and we can make a play
If we acquire some firearms, we can make a move or plan

Now the driveway like a parking lot
I have so many cars parked in my driveway that it resembles a parking lot

Beware the dogs what the sign say
The sign warns to be cautious of the guard dogs on the property

You got a girl, but it not like mine She got a ass, but she not that fine
You may have a girlfriend, but she is not comparable to mine. Although she may have a nice body, she is not as attractive to me

Don't make a nigga laugh I need the cash in a bag in advance
Don't try to joke around with me, I need my money upfront and in a bag

Before I grab any mic in the stand Don't make a nigga mad
Before I perform, don't try to anger me or provoke me

Spazz the fuck out, all bad, I'm all-Madden
I will go crazy and lose control, I am unstoppable and powerful, like a player in the Madden video game

I'm with your ho right now, and she's a tall glass
I am currently with your girlfriend, and she is very attractive to me

I'm a can full of whoop-yo-ass A little .40 in a booking bag I put a bullet in your looking ass
I am ready and capable of fighting, I have a firearm in a bag with me, and I am willing to use it to harm you

Aw, baby, what is you doin'? Lookin', askin' for something you can work yo' ass off for
Why are you sitting around and asking for something that you can work hard to earn yourself?

My nigga, grab it, go after it I'm p-p-passionate, d-d-damagin' my anatomy Don't get mad at me if I pass out while I'm ramblin'
My friend, seize opportunities and pursue your passions, I am very passionate and overly enthusiastic about my craft that it is damaging my health. Don't be upset if I collapse while I am talking excessively

I'm an animal, an anomaly Mari-mari-marijuana, it's the God in me, gotta be
I am fierce and exceptional, I attribute my success to smoking marijuana, it must be a divine part of me

A better way just to get away, takin' the back-street roads A couple days, maybe, give or take
The best way to escape or evade attention is to use side streets, it should take a few days, give or take

Baby (uh), I'm gon' get home When I'm in the zone I'm in, I'm ignoring your phone call again The phone, off the dome talk, your phone block-block You're on, switch off
My dear, I will eventually make it back home, but when I am focused on my work, I may ignore your calls. It's not personal, it's just how I operate. My phone is on silent, and I am not accepting calls

The long lost lil' nigga gettin' it how he live, hol' up
The young man who was forgotten and underestimated is hustling to survive and make ends meet

Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice (like it's fried rice) Like it's fried rice (like it's fried rice) Boy, you can copy the wave when I drop in the summer Fiends got the city up under the wing like it's fried rice (like it's fried rice) Like it's fried rice (like it's fried rice)
Drug addicts have the power and control over the city like they have a plate of fried rice in their hands. You can follow my style when I release new music in the summer. Drug addicts still run the city like they have a plate of fried rice in their hands.