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F**k It
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Hip-Hop/Rap
F**k It was released on May 11, 2018 by One Day Entertainment as a part of the album Orbit
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AlbumOrbit
Release DateMay 11, 2018
LabelOne Day Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM114

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Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don't look now, Antoine, but you becomin' a grownup
And you need to be carryin' it like a grownup
I ain't no grown up, I'm a musician, goddammit
[Verse 2]
They say the drugs ain't good like they used to be
Love don't mean what it used to mean
No such thing as a lunch that's free
Well, fuck it, that's news to me
Usually, I try weave all three of an afternoon
Couple years back it was hard to do
But now I'm so good at it that it's masterful
Get hooked up everywhere we passin' through
But I'm, I'm always on the clock, always got work (Work)
But the thing about my job, is it got perks (Plenty)
Man, it's almost to the point that it's not work (It is)
Ain't gotta worry 'bout checkin' with the boss first (Nah)
I'm the big bird, got the top perch (Nah, nah)
Every Sunday, but it's not church (Preach)
My girl got them pins
And I'm tryna bowl a strike like, stop work
It's bad now, and it 'bout to get a lot worse
[Verse 3]
We ain't give fuck back then
Imagine how we feel now? Huh? (How it feel?)
Look, they are only just catchin'
On to what we've known for years now
Listen, if you got my number in your phone
Then I fucks wit' ya
Or on tour
I try to buy drugs from ya
Either way I got love for ya
And when I'm in your town
Well, I'll probably hit you up
See what's up wit' ya
[Verse 4]
I don't mean to be the one to tell ya I'm the coldest
Ayy, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, it's nothin'
City on my shoulders, sport it (How long?)
How long I'ma hold it
We say, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, it's nothin'
[Verse 5]
See the ultimate hustler
Got multiple hustles (Ultimate, ultimate)
Huh?
Sip on Grenache, save a dash for the muscles
That veal tortellini, don't skimp on the truffle
Please admit it, y'all are in it for the wrong thing
Tryna pay the rent thing
Penny for your thoughts
We don't wanna pay a cent thing
Gotta wonder what your friends think
The mind begs to think y'all still ain't gets the memo
We pour Bellinis in Sorrento
Thirty-five millimeter mementos
Neither one of us is peepin' what we spendin' tho
Miss bouquet to the miss buckets (Hey)
2K cheat code, we don't miss buckets
New shit drop when they hear they hear this shit
Tuck it, I might go nine minutes on this shit
[Verse 6]
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck yeah
Take Tupperware everywhere we go now
'Cause I love to scrap so let it go down
Say, don't the word king get thrown 'round?
We too easy nowadays
Hard to appease me nowadays
I need a reason nowadays
Weak shit or the seven one-dayers
[Verse 7]
I don't mean to be the one to tell ya I'm the coldest
Ayy, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, it's nothin'
City on my shoulders, sport it (How long?)
How long I'ma hold it?
We say, "Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it" (Zoom)
[Verse 8]
Two beeps out the front then we rollin'
Bet ya know the company we keep rollin'
Man, I don't give a damn what the next man holdin'
When you keep a hand, am I foldin'?
And I'm 'bout to beat like the damn thing stolen
Stolen
Shit, barely been a year since last time we told 'em
We are rollin', everybody rollin'
Two beeps out the front then we rollin'
Bet ya know the company we keep rollin'
Man, I don't give a damn what the next man holdin'
When you keep a hand, am I foldin'?
And I'm 'bout to beat like the damn thing stolen
Stolen
Shit, barely been a year since last time we told 'em
We are rollin', everybody rollin'
Lord
Written by: A. Gauchan, James Dean Boserio, Jonathan Duncan Graham, Nicholas Mark Lupi, Vincent Goodyer
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