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Ungrateful Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Ima treat these goofys same way that they been treating me
Started taxing for my time I was giving that for free
Niggas pull up to the table they ain't bringing nothing to eat
Fuck all that can't take that shit
Cut'em off they hate that shit
Mufuckas say they with you but foreal they just a leach
And these bitches say they love you but they love you for a fee
Man I'm coo on all they asses catch me somewhere overseas
Money I go make that shit
When you up they hate that shit
Mufuckas out here lying saying shit I can't believe
I took off and you still broke how you blaming that on me
All the moves that I was making I put you on everything
You ain't do it that's your fault bitch I tried fuck you mean
Shit be crazy they get mad when you match they energy
That shit funny it's whatever though catch me in the streets
Boa that glockee wet a nigga up like he was at the beach
Baptizing mufuckas hope you practice what you preach
I was ready back in 88 born in 89
I can't put my trust in nan bitch I know that they be lying
Keep that worthless piece of ass I want me some peace of mind
All these bitches want is cash bet you won't get none of mine
Ima treat these goofys same way that they been treating me
Started taxing for my time I was giving that for free
Niggas pull up to the table they ain't bringing nothing to eat
Fuck all that can't take that shit
Cut'em off they hate that shit
Mufuckas say they with you but foreal they just a leach
And these bitches say they love you but they love you for a fee
Man I'm coo on all they asses catch me somewhere overseas
Money I go make that shit
When you up they hate that shit
Hella niggas pocket watching that's some shit that ion do
Instead of hating ima go out there and make some money too
They say Moody just a pretty boy I swear this shit ain't cute
I ain't no gangsta but I bet you if you try it ima shoot
Jordan boxes in the closet what's inside them not no shoes
I keep winning on these niggas cause they wanna see me lose
While you posting shit on twitter I be out here making moves
And them niggas that be tricking on them hoes they some fools
I can't stand no nigga asking for some bread cause I got it
Ain't no handouts that's some bummy shit boa you need to stop it
I remember stealing clothes now I shop at Neiman Marcus
I was supposed to be in jail or dead somewhere in a coffin
Bitch I beat the odds it's only up for me to take it
Ima be that nigga 'till the day I meet my maker
They gon show you that they hate you before they show you appreciation
If don't matter what you do for people they gon be ungrateful
Ima treat these goofys same way that they been treating me
Started taxing for my time I was giving that for free
Niggas pull up to the table they ain't bringing nothing to eat
Fuck all that can't take that shit
Cut'em off they hate that shit
Mufuckas say they with you but foreal they just a leach
And these bitches say they love you but they love you for a fee
Man I'm coo on all they asses catch me somewhere overseas
Money I go make that shit
When you up they hate that shit