Fio Baby U.s.a. (United States Of Apprehension) Lyrics

USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they’re ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There’s some doubt about
that!

Verse 1:
Im selling Coach and Camuto, With a voice like Venuto
Ass getting iced like Marinos, still getting laid like
Doritos
Still my pockets be broken, just some D&B Tokens
Well perhaps thats my fault, Im not very well spoken

But on paper, intelligent, open mind, thats irrelevant
Yea they know I love to work, sorry thats just the
elephant
But I will cause I must, my babe keeps everything
elegant
Roommates claiming soprano, look like I need my own
residence

Long Island, New York, I represent like a delegate
FiO Baby is dead? Well whatever the hell with it
$150 a plate?, I don’t need this shit now
That red star don’t pay squat, time to fake it somehow
and

Uncle Sam I need your help, shed your grace upon thee
Where’s the sea that I should see, see nothings shining
for me
And what the f*ck’s a fruited plain, bitch I live in
New York
The only planes that I see, are the ones that take off

Chrous:
USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they’re ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There’s some doubt about
that!

Verse 2:
I wanna be Bobby D, but I was born an MC
I got the skills of Mike Kahn, even some of Midgely
But still no career, now how the f*ck could that be
Ahhh! Im going Clown Prince, no Im going Pesci

Well f*ck it Im tired, I don’t need this shit
Im true to the game, plus I got my clique
They got my back, I got theres too
I weaned some out, cause so few true

Oh say can you see? there ain't nothing for me
“Honey don’t worry”, thats economy
Uh-uh, screw that, f*ck that noise
That’s Super-Ego, I studied Freud

Moves need to be made, my familys full of insight
Michael VS FiO, Round 1 Fight
I Don’t need your two cents, so stop getting inbetween
me
Im like “Where the f*ck is p*ssy”, RIP Gandolfini

Chorus:
USA, a brick weighs more than a bachelors
The only brothers crowned are both ballers and actors
Home of the brave, they’re ain't no doubt about that
Post grads getting paid? Now There’s some doubt about
that!