Chris Faust Presents: 54 To Barclays (prod. Woodys Produce)

by Chris Faust

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Lead Single Off New Project "A Cool Cruel World"

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Chris Faust
"54 To Barclays"
A Cool Cruel World
Produced by Woody
Mixed by Rich Younglord
Verse 1:
And Rome wasn't built in a day
Patience I tell my niggas while I sip my Earl Gray
Gray
Slower the motion I bring commotion to this young chick thinking that she Bey
And I should make her ass pay
Cuzz this Faust shit is Clay
Z
Ali before the big screen
Bottles of Naked-
Women thinking that they Bishop Juice King
And I come from Queens who's Princes at 16 drew more than the Sistine born breaded on Flushinnnnnnng
Where they scribe pics of Phantoms
EX-drug dealers who met they end in a Phantom
They robbed em in his sleep lil niggas they Sandmaned Em
Adam Lanza is another hungry nigga in the hood
And they say men who don't wish only wish that if they could
They would take it
Alive at twenty something dawg I made it passed the Clockers and them clocking in
They in my space and steady taking all my oxygen
Ehhhhhh!
I need to breathe, time to breeze
That's before I put my draws on
All black tux, gold watches go with the 4's on
Shark skin tie so chicks know where they Jaws gone
Rivera old school
Looking like they know you
Respect is everything and everything is when they show you
She don't know ya name but still willing to blow you
Colt 45 bag
Class act Blade Brown
54 to Barclays back packing from Spray Ground
Chorus:
Fast money, Fast cars what you after?
And I dont know about you but I'm tryna get more outta life than what you afta
Top that
Top Chef I'm cooking
More shows
More hoes
They looking
More crack
More cops
In Brooklyn
I'm just tryna keep my soul clean
Man, I'm just tryna keep my hoes mean
Verse 2:
Pardon me fuck the Jake arresting those who up the weight
WillieFord be making cake by keeping all my niggas safed
Question, who is bluffing?... Fake
Destiny, I'm fucking Fate
I'm tryna do in one year what Barack Obama did in eight
Faust Reform I'm killing zeroes
It's funny what these lil niggas calling heroes
That's Alpaca on the brim shorty sneak a feel tho
I'm in the zone with The Block Kush Cigarillos
See back when my pops instilled will for my armor
I feel bad for ya soul cuzz u can't be honest
So I graduated top brass class full of honors
So i could sit with Yale chicks bragging bout my comas
And my mama always told me you are dawg or you aren't
The haves versus the have nots
You say your life's a bitch well she say your half cocked
And That's the face groupies give when I twitter block
Bridge:
But ya highness
Saw you walk right out Gowanas
With your mom and little Connar
Sweat pants Beats by lady gaga
You the finest
But...But here's the problem
I worked all day to rock new shit
YSL Givenchy crew knit
Pop this Ace and dance to music
Yea you the truest
But what about
Chorus:
Fast money, Fast cars what you after?
And I dont know about you but I'm tryna get more outta life than what you afta
Top that
Top Chef I'm cooking
More shows
More hoes
They looking
More crack
More cops
In Brooklyn
I'm just tryna keep my soul clean
Man, I'm just tryna keep my hoes mean
I guess whatever is the new nice
Half assed game is the new Mike
What if Russel never went to work
What if Jesus wasn't rebirthed
Cold shot of Jameson neat
I hustle seconds from the Barclays stadium seats
Netflix watching documentaries of em each
And they all said the same shit
Die or defeat
Chorus:
Fast money, Fast cars what you after?
And I dont know about you but I'm tryna get more outta life than what you afta
Top that
Top Chef I'm cooking
More shows
More hoes
They looking
More crack
More cops
In Brooklyn
I'm just tryna keep my soul clean
Man, I'm just tryna keep my hoes mean
Bridge:
But ya highness
Saw you walk right out Gowanas
With your mom and little Connar
Sweat pants Beats by lady gaga
You the finest
But...But here's the problem
I worked all day to rock new shit
YSL Givenchy crew knit
Pop this Ace and dance to music
Yea you the truest
But what about
So ya highness
Saw you walk right out gowanas
With your mom and little connar
Sweat pants beats by lady gaga
You the finest
But here's the problem
I worked all day to rock new shit
YSL Givenchy crew knit
Pop this ace and dance to music
Yea you the truest
But what about
Fast money
Fast cars man what you after
I dont know about you but I'm tryna get more outta life than what you chatter
Top that
Top chef I'm cooking
More shows
More hoes
They looking
More crack
More cops
In crooklyn
I'm just tryna keep my soul clean

End-

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released June 27, 2013
Woodys Produce, Chris Faust, Enoch Benoit, Carras Paton

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