Fed Up
Niggas be cappin
Bout what they gon do to me
I'm getting fed up
With all of this foolery
Look at my jew ler ry
I keep a tool on me
Got hella felonies
That don't mean nuttin to me
Gotta get money
To take care the family
10 toes down in this
I'm really in it
Lord forgive me for my sins
It was ignorant
Had to sell dope
Just to feed my dependents
I'm taking prescriptions
Norcos got me lifted
Im pushing a foreign
Off the remy
I'm drifting
I used to be broke
Had my dick in the dirt
But you wouldn't even know
All the pain had me hurt
I grew up in poverty
Niggas ain't stopping me
Police harassing me
I got that bag on me
Used to sell weed
But that shit wasn't worth it
So I got some cocaine
And mix it with soda
They putting in orders
I'm whipping
I'm serving
I'm really in traffic
On 290 swerving
I'm really a trapper
Then I started rapping
I'm speaking on facts
Why you fabricate raps
Your boyfriend a bum
Yeah he broke
And he lazy
I really get money
Why he do the opposite
My bitch is so bad
And stay in cannel
You fuckin with ratchets
Your bitches ain't topping this
I'm going to the top
I'll never look back
Lost a whole lotta friends
But I ran up some stacks
In that hot seat I promise
I never will crack
You niggas be folding
You police you rats
Fuck all that cappin
Whats up with that action
You don't want no smoke
Like you niggas got asthma
I pull up with sticks
And them windows is tinted
You'll not pop out
Yeah I know you not with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I just popped a pill
And you know that I'm in it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm off of the drugs
And my body don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm numbing the pain
Now I really don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
The storm is coming
I can not go in it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I just popped a pill
And you know that I'm in it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm off of the drugs
And my body don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm numbing the pain
Now I really don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
The storm is coming
I can not go in it
Bout what they gon do to me
I'm getting fed up
With all of this foolery
Look at my jew ler ry
I keep a tool on me
Got hella felonies
That don't mean nuttin to me
Gotta get money
To take care the family
10 toes down in this
I'm really in it
Lord forgive me for my sins
It was ignorant
Had to sell dope
Just to feed my dependents
I'm taking prescriptions
Norcos got me lifted
Im pushing a foreign
Off the remy
I'm drifting
I used to be broke
Had my dick in the dirt
But you wouldn't even know
All the pain had me hurt
I grew up in poverty
Niggas ain't stopping me
Police harassing me
I got that bag on me
Used to sell weed
But that shit wasn't worth it
So I got some cocaine
And mix it with soda
They putting in orders
I'm whipping
I'm serving
I'm really in traffic
On 290 swerving
I'm really a trapper
Then I started rapping
I'm speaking on facts
Why you fabricate raps
Your boyfriend a bum
Yeah he broke
And he lazy
I really get money
Why he do the opposite
My bitch is so bad
And stay in cannel
You fuckin with ratchets
Your bitches ain't topping this
I'm going to the top
I'll never look back
Lost a whole lotta friends
But I ran up some stacks
In that hot seat I promise
I never will crack
You niggas be folding
You police you rats
Fuck all that cappin
Whats up with that action
You don't want no smoke
Like you niggas got asthma
I pull up with sticks
And them windows is tinted
You'll not pop out
Yeah I know you not with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I just popped a pill
And you know that I'm in it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm off of the drugs
And my body don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm numbing the pain
Now I really don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
The storm is coming
I can not go in it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I just popped a pill
And you know that I'm in it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm off of the drugs
And my body don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm numbing the pain
Now I really don't feel it
I'm with it
I'm with it
I'm with it
The storm is coming
I can not go in it
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Writer(s): Bodybag Kg
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