Fidi & Bumsi - Part 1

Yeah, yeah, listen up,
We talking 'bout the freeloader, man.
You know the type,
Always scheming, always creeping.

Yo, the freeloader rolls in, got a smile like gold,
Stealing from your plate, acting bold,
Narcissist vibes, man, it's all in the show,
Claiming they did it, but we all know.
Cheap as hell, yeah, they’re never gonna pay,
Riding on the backs of those who slay,
Talk of the town, but it’s all a charade,
Living in the shadows, they just want the parade.

Freeloader on the grind, narcissist at heart,
Stealing all the credit, tearing friendships apart,
Never wrong, got a voice that’s loud,
In every story, trying to stand out from the crowd.

They act like kings, but they’re wearing rags,
Empty pockets, always throwing out jabs,
When you got facts, they scream and they shout,
Can’t take criticism, that’s what it’s about.
In their world, they always reign supreme,
Every tale they tell, it’s a twisted dream,
Need to be the star in any anecdote,
But we see through the mask, they’re just a joke.

Freeloader on the grind, narcissist at heart,
Stealing all the credit, tearing friendships apart,
Never wrong, got a voice that’s loud,
In every story, trying to stand out from the crowd.

Yeah, they drain your wallet and they drain your soul,
Whispering sweet nothings, playing their role,
But when the lights shine, watch them retreat,
Can’t stand up to the truth, they admit defeat.

It’s a toxic cycle, a never-ending play,
Collecting accolades while others pay,
Always got excuses ready to pull,
In their little world, they just can’t be full.
Claim they’re the hero, but it's all for a stunt,
Leaving trails of chaos, yeah, they always hunt,
In every single corner, trying to lock the spotlight,
But beneath all the bravado, man, they ain't tight.

Freeloader on the grind, narcissist at heart,
Stealing all the credit, tearing friendships apart,
Never wrong, got a voice that’s loud,
In every story, trying to stand out from the crowd.

So beware of those who thrive off deceit,
Claiming they’re the ones who bring the heat,
In the end, man, the truth will outshine,
The freeloader’s time will always decline.
Yeah, we see you, know your game,
You might be the talk, but it's all just a shame.

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