Fck

Think you problem solver, well then fucking roll the dice, uh
Feelin' pretty pent up when I'm swervin' through the night, uh
Got a million bitches and they tryna hit my line
And I really wanna hit 'em, I ain't got no fuckin' time
Yeah, these stupid pussy bitches finna switch up on a dime
Whether cash, whether women, they all fuckin' lose they mind
I just want some loyal brothers, makin' money, tryna grind, but
Y'all just wanna talk, man, that shit's so hard to find

Ah, keep playin' pretend, bitch
I don't give a fuck what you want
I don't give a fuck who you need
I don't give a fuck if you like who you think I am
I don't give a fuck if you like this
Fuckin' drop what I want

They want that hype shit, when you hear this you upset, uh
This ain't a party track you gon' play out with your friends
Yeah, I got some fuckin' problems, we're all fucked in the end
When they fuckin' want me happy, I ain't fuckin' play pretend

Couple things I regret
Got some rope burn on my neck
They all fuckin' with me now
They ain't fuckin' with me then
Every day, I'm in pain
Fuckin' want this shit to end
Every day that I wake
I'm in fuckin' pain again



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Writer(s): Corpse
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