Fuck Your Feelings

I be like
Fuck your feelings hoe
Bye
I be like
Fuck your feelings bro
Right?
For real though
Please don't get me wrong
I mean that shit
Fuck that shit you on
Shut up bitch
Suck my dick or something
I don't fit?
Call a friend or something
I don't got no bitches I got hoes
Bitches need an attitude adjustment
I don't got no homies I got family
Half my family: they can't fucking stand me
They point at me all mad
I'm back here laughing
Shake a finger at me
What'll happen?
Now I'm the one who's attitudes a problem
That's cuz I gave it back to you like
Got EM!
Fuck a beep
I say what I wanna
Always have
No one tells me nothing
Okay
Kick back in the shade all day like this
Making bank like my names Rich
Ride a beat like I ride my whip
I don't switch lanes
If you catch my drift
Rollin out like a bow and arrow
Thru some ol' sombrero
When I get like this
Pull out drinking Jose Cuervo
My girl's so embarrassed
I'm like "That's my bitch!"
I'm taking a bite outta crime like I'm Mike Tyson
I eat great white shark, and like bison
Big ol' mean mfs in my stomach
That's the only thing out here that I'm bitin'
Unlike you, keep doin it like I did
Can't do me, come close and die lifeless
Bye bitch, ain't gon' lie, I'm not like this
You might say I'm the nicest
I be like
Fuck your feelings hoe
Bye
I be like
Fuck your feelings bro
Right?
For real tho
Please don't get me wrong
I mean that shit
Fuck that shit you on
Yuh
Uh
Whole place go bang
Got the gang like this
No sense
We LIT
Yeah
Whole place go bang
Got the gang like this
We LIT
YEAH! YEAH!
Fuck your feelings yo
Don't be mad
Fuck my feelings too
Oh I made you mad?
Well that's okay
Well
What the FUCK you finna do?!
RhymeSick, we the squad
Statik G, yeah that's me
A boss
That's been the truth
If you didn't know about me yet
Well
That's because I didn't need you to
Yuh!
Yuh!
What up tho
Hit the game
And I cut up throat
Ain't no shame for this fuck up tho
So Holy
1up Popes
Gameboy in the rap game, boy
Shut the fuck up hoe
I got shit to say
I got bills to pay
I got a kid to feed
What the fuck you know
I'm a damn good mf
Hood mf
Look mf
It ain't about what you know
Lemme tell you something
Wake up
I ain't feeling nothing
You're a clone no belly button
Bitch
No with your hairy muffin
Y'all wrong, like some married cousins
I'm nuts, you can hear me coming like
Fuck your feelings hoe
Bye
I be like
Fuck your feelings bro
Right?
For real tho
Please don't get me wrong
I mean that shit
Fuck that shit you on
Yuh
Ay
Whole place go bang
Got the gang like this
No sense
We LIT
Yeah
Whole place go bang
Got the gang like this
We LIT
YEAH! YEAH!



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Writer(s): Derrek Thomas Jensen
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