Fufu (feat. Yelawolf)

This fast track is moving so slow

It's been bumpy ride like on low pros

I'm on easy street but the roads closed

For a moment I felt so close

Haters mad, I got no control

So I'm ridin' round with that snow patrol

Said they over life then they overdose

That's the devil talking that's the okey doke

So tired of getting calls

Of my family dying off that fentanyl

On the track till they hit a wall

And you grown men having menopause

I'm a grown man, stop kidding me

Most my brothers ain't even kin to me

And I'm a lot realer than I pretend to be

I'm a better friend than an enemy

Those fuck you's you sending me

I send them back with a big smile

You're gasoline always lit the fire

So don't be shocked you bit the wire

I'm so inspired that you love me

So much that you can hate me now

My broken heart will never break me down

I keep it too real to keep fake around

The truth is like a freight train coming down the line

You can't stop it

Been running these tracks for too long

But when it's time, it's time

Gotta face that shit now

But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you

And I'll admit it

So when you tell me that I'm to blame, it's fuck you too

So, bitch, just quit it

Gone on Monday (Gone on Monday)

Back on Wednesday (Back on a Wednesday)

But I might pick up my shit 'cause I really do hate when you say the truth

But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you

So, bitch ,just quit it

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold on

Please lemme vent for a bit

As far as one way friendships

Man, I'm so sick of this ship

Really hard to answer every time your call's coming through

I have done so much, but still, you say it ain't enough for you

And that's why I don't fuck with you

I had so much love for you

But always felt so fucking used

And it really don't matter how long I've known you

Just 'cause I do what I can

Doesn't mean that I fucking owe you

Act like you're dumb

Money goes just as fast as it comes

You can give a motherfucker the world

And they still gonna ask for the sun

I'm so over doing shit for folks who don't appreciate it

If I changed my number my problems would be alleviated

The truth is like a freight train coming down the line

You can't stop it

Been running these tracks for too long

But when it's time, it's time

Gotta face that shit now

But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you

And I'll admit it

So when you tell me that I'm to blame, it's fuck you too

So, bitch ,just quit it

Gone on Monday (Gone on Monday)

Back on Wednesday (Back on a Wednesday)

But I might pick up my shit 'cause I really do hate when you say the truth

But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you

So, bitch, just quit it