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Fuck 'em all x3 Every other city we go Fuck 'em all x3 Fuck these fuck niggas talking 'bout? They go... Fuck niggas mad at me for? I ain't done shit to y'all Just doing me like y'all should Maybe that step got skipped to y'all Maybe this lifestyle ain't fit for y'all What this is for? Work so hard so your kids could ball When you go to the bank to compete with y'all It ain't shit to y'all Now, minions' opinions are venomous They know I'm infamous nigga I've been in the hood Swimming in cinnamon women my living conditions Of Benjamins spending are good Sweet success I'm reminding them of Always while they online in the club While I'm inside with some white girls prolly getting drunk Doing lines in the club, what we talking 'bout? Made off like Madoff that shit they say be way off No days off, you laid off, my car, my house both paid off She already know what it is Hop in my car, my house I break her off Her blouse, her draws she take 'em off My couch, get it hard then make it soft Got??? for all that talking when we walking Just stay clear of that See you when we see you we won't see you You ain't where we at You got aware, my back turned but I hear Fully autos I bear it so if it ain't God I don't fear it (Fuck they gon say now?) Every other city we go It's all the same it ain't nothing new (Fuck they gon say now) These niggas running mouth like these hoes How it goes (What we talking 'bout?) Fuck em all x3 (Fuck these fuck niggas talking 'bout?) Fuck em all x3 (Fuck these fuck niggas talking 'bout?) Now the streets steady watching All these bitches is fiending Guess they love my demeanor They love the way I be leaning I used to pop a few xannies Blend it with promethazine I started out by my lonely And then I brought my whole team in Now every show it's sold out Fans just waiting and screaming We made it come to fruition When we was broke and just dreaming These hoes under-dressed to impress In every section I be in I understand why they hate me I gave them plenty of reasons What we talking 'bout? Are we talking 'bout you? Are we talking 'bout him? Can't be talking 'bout me 'Less we talking 'bout them They talking 'bout us like we neck and neck and I never knew You check for check, she on check for you She throw it back and I catch it too Y'all gossiping juniors, keep my name and them rumors We don't let them consume us, we go straight to consumers So if you mad got aware, my back turned but I hear Fully autos I bear so if it ain't God I don't fear it (Fuck they gon say now?) Every other city we go It's all the same it ain't nothing new (Fuck they gon say now) These niggas running mouth like these hoes How it goes (What we talking 'bout?) Fuck em all x3 (Fuck these fuck niggas talking 'bout?) Fuck em all x3 (Fuck these fuck niggas talking 'bout?)
Writer(s): Joe Budden, Dacoury Natche, Adam King Feeney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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