Middle Fingers Up

Fuck with it us
Mutual feeling, you stuck with us
Mutual funds, make bucks with us
Middle fingers up, like fuck niggas, and fuck the system
Fuck with it us
Mutual feeling, you stuck with us
Mutual funds, make bucks with us
Middle fingers up, like fuck niggas, and fuck the system
We don't salute to the flag
Ya just polluting the Earth
Ya don't maneuver the bag
Ya ain't been moving the work
I'm raising my fist like a PANTHER
The world is corrupted in fact
Ya boy Donald Trump doing bad
Our allies are suffering bad
And they won't give ya the answers
Hand on ya chest for the ANTHEM

True
Chillin' with the same ol' crew
Got a feeling that our names won't do
Opportunity knocked, guess that it ain't go through
Eat ya up like a tapeworm do
I ain't gone lie, I ain't been the same ol' guy
Land of the free, so it ain't gon' fly
I hate when they both sides
You know that my name won't die, shame on ya
Why can't niggas be real, with themselves first
'Fore they wannabe a tag along
Why can't we spread the right things around
Before we pass it on
I got a lot pain in my hits, and I got a lot of names on my list
Cause things would've never changed if, some things just didn't exist
I spent some days in a huddle
That's just the way of the struggle
They see the weight that you juggle
And then they hate ya on ya hustle
Fuck niggas, that's the word 'round town
135th, I was birthed downtown
Music U Love when they heard our sound
Pockets too fat, pull that shirt back down
Thats word to us
All that shit they be talking is words to us
Fuck the law, what you saw
Was it worth shooting?
What's the cause, what you stand for?
I know it hurts losing
This ain't a sorry or peace treaty
It's more like a body on blank CD
The bitches want me but the game need me
I gave it all they just being greedy

Fuck with it us
Mutual feeling, you stuck with us
Mutual funds, make bucks with us
Middle fingers up, like fuck niggas, and fuck the system
Fuck with it us
Mutual feeling, you stuck with us
Mutual funds, make bucks with us
Middle fingers up, like fuck niggas, and fuck the system
We don't salute to the flag
Ya just polluting the Earth
Ya don't maneuver the bag
Ya ain't been moving the work
I'm raising my fist like a PANTHER
The world is corrupted in fact
Ya boy Donald Trump doing bad
Our allies are suffering bad
And they won't give ya the answers
Hand on ya chest for the ANTHEM

They either do the most, or doing so minimal
Screaming fuck the world, you not a criminal
Fuck the cops, I ain't repping NWA
But they spray shots right in front of you
Fuck with one, then you fucking with all of us
Slave names, to this day they be calling us
Slave trades, how the fuck we got over here
Buy the military, yeah cause I know they scared
Knocking at the front door
Like we really want war, you know we here
Justice, peace once for all
Each one is for all, don't go no where
Thumbs up, that's a good sign
Middle finger, that's bad one
With the index, then it's peace out
Add the ring finger, then its 3 outs
We still dying or we locked up
Boxed in or we boxed up
Flee the scene when she's knocked up
No future for the toddlers
That's the problem no legacy planning
Invest in yourself so ya bread start expanding
Fuck niggas, you need credit for mansions
Everybody ain't successful with scamming
People talking, but I'm really not caring
Negativity they beg me to share it
They got answers, ain't letting us hear it
Deprived with lies, in ya chest you feel it
Trust in ya spirit
Cold days brought the numb nights
In most ways I'm the sunlight
The wolf peaking in the moonlight
And I'm dumb nice

Fuck with it us
Mutual feeling, you stuck with us
Mutual funds, make bucks with us
Middle fingers up, like fuck niggas, and fuck the system
Fuck with it us
Mutual feeling, you stuck with us
Mutual funds, make bucks with us
Middle fingers up, like fuck niggas, and fuck the system
We don't salute to the flag
Ya just polluting the Earth
Ya don't maneuver the bag
Ya ain't been moving the work
I'm raising my fist like a PANTHER
The world is corrupted in fact
Ya boy Donald Trump doing bad
Our allies are suffering bad
And they won't give us the answers
Hand on ya chest for the ANTHEM



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Writer(s): Darnell Duke
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