FTN (Fuck These Niggas)
I got a voice in my head, it's fucking me up big time
My head in circles I swear, it's swinging side to side
I do know myself, I know I got a lot of pride
But you still broke me so much, you don't know that I cried
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on some other shit
I was never trusting bout these niggas
So I'm closing myself like a broken lock
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on their stupid shit
I ain't giving them the time of day
They be treating me like a broken clock
So, yes I fuck niggas on the low low
If they out me imma say they do blow blow
Me against you, I win see my halo
I'm an angel, but I'll deal with you pronto
Owed you nothing, still I gave you some love
Constantly lying, so how could I trust?
Asking myself was I ever enough?
Doubting myself, boy I'm glad you are gone
King of the minimum, pack that shit up
No, I do not wanna go with the flow
So shut up, shut up, shut your mouth
I don't give a fuck about you no more
I don't really care, please close the door
I know you missing my body like crazy
I know you wish you could still call me baby
Wish you could eat on this pussy like pastry
Nah, all of that's done
Fever dream for you, but mine dreams they rock
Wish on a star to see me round the block
You know I'm popping, can find me on blogs
You know I'm going up so lose my number hoe
Numero uno my spot, bitch I'm never dos
Maybe the other bitches you fucking though
You played a game, yeah I won at what cost though?
One, two, three, four
Look around, take it in
You ain't getting none of this again
Like Will Smith in that empty room crying and shit
You ain't never seeing me again
I don't really know why I'm sad though
Like damn, you ain't do much even as a friend
It's not my fault but it is - why did I think you had so much to give?
Why did I think you had so much potential
Like why did I even forgive?
Why did I ever perceive
You as somebody who cared about me
When you treat me like I was disturbing your peace
I've learnt from that now
Any new new niggas gon face the wrath now
Cycle of doom, so I'm done with these clowns
Don't call on my name if its not for the pounds
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on some other shit
I was never trusting bout these niggas
So I'm closing myself like a broken lock
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on their stupid shit
I ain't giving them the time of day
They be treating me like broken clock
My head in circles I swear, it's swinging side to side
I do know myself, I know I got a lot of pride
But you still broke me so much, you don't know that I cried
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on some other shit
I was never trusting bout these niggas
So I'm closing myself like a broken lock
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on their stupid shit
I ain't giving them the time of day
They be treating me like a broken clock
So, yes I fuck niggas on the low low
If they out me imma say they do blow blow
Me against you, I win see my halo
I'm an angel, but I'll deal with you pronto
Owed you nothing, still I gave you some love
Constantly lying, so how could I trust?
Asking myself was I ever enough?
Doubting myself, boy I'm glad you are gone
King of the minimum, pack that shit up
No, I do not wanna go with the flow
So shut up, shut up, shut your mouth
I don't give a fuck about you no more
I don't really care, please close the door
I know you missing my body like crazy
I know you wish you could still call me baby
Wish you could eat on this pussy like pastry
Nah, all of that's done
Fever dream for you, but mine dreams they rock
Wish on a star to see me round the block
You know I'm popping, can find me on blogs
You know I'm going up so lose my number hoe
Numero uno my spot, bitch I'm never dos
Maybe the other bitches you fucking though
You played a game, yeah I won at what cost though?
One, two, three, four
Look around, take it in
You ain't getting none of this again
Like Will Smith in that empty room crying and shit
You ain't never seeing me again
I don't really know why I'm sad though
Like damn, you ain't do much even as a friend
It's not my fault but it is - why did I think you had so much to give?
Why did I think you had so much potential
Like why did I even forgive?
Why did I ever perceive
You as somebody who cared about me
When you treat me like I was disturbing your peace
I've learnt from that now
Any new new niggas gon face the wrath now
Cycle of doom, so I'm done with these clowns
Don't call on my name if its not for the pounds
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on some other shit
I was never trusting bout these niggas
So I'm closing myself like a broken lock
Fuck these niggas, fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas on their stupid shit
I ain't giving them the time of day
They be treating me like broken clock
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