Raw Fuckin' ft. PHX98 Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah, look, uh

I said you ain't real don't play me dumb

I know a fake when I see one

You were great, til 98, but 99, your coffin come

Live for nothing, die for nothing

Stand for nothing, fall for nothing

She sucking, I'm loving

Aww fuck it, raw fucking

Why you rather hate than support it

Rather just negate than enjoy it

Rather just debate I avoid it

I'd rather just skate y'all annoying

Blah blah

Y'all not talking about nada

Think it's time I cut y'all off

I think it's time for me to log off

Voila, tada

In the studio it's voila

Y'all ain't working dawg why lie

PHX cook em up and I fry

Maybe if you really did all the shit you ever talk about

You'd be rich but who we kidding

You ain't doing half watch your mouth

Fuck a critic suck on this dick til your lips bleed ow ow

If you really think I care what you think you don't know me ow ow

Fuck a critic suck on this dick til your lips bleed ow ow

If you really think I care what you think you don't know me ow ow

Chill

They slanging bricks still

They slanging pills, for real

I gotta chill, for real

The money been tight, dirty sprite

Prescription drugs, not everything nice

Hoe that's right

You catch 3 slugs fucking around with a bitch

Talk my shit

You N.P.C. don't call P.D. what

Talk my shit

You N.P.C. don't call P.D. when shit get cracking bruh

All I hear is static bruh

Mind is hard to manage bruh

Blow it up they switch it up

I'mma take your bitch like I take your fans

I'mma have you watch 22 Adam

I'm still that prophet though

I need my profit bro

Cause these terrestrials be extra so and so

Don't ask me for no feature

Unless you want to be a victim of search and seizure

These rappers like Medea

I had enough okay

This game we have to play

Don't take the easy way

Cause that's just easy pay

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Alright look

I don't really like the blah blah if it ain't business I gotta skate

Casual ain't great, hope you understand I can't partake

Self reflecting taught me something: that I lack confidence but never pride

My soul been pushing me to fly, but my mind keeping everything inside

It's good thing I found music gotta thank Sis, either her or God

I coulda quit at any time, lot of close calls, vision coulda died

A lot of nights uninspired

A lot of days just tired

A lot of brushing me off, but the disrespect unjustified

I know that I'm pretty baby don't stare you might end up blind

If the offer's for a milli well then I might pen that line

World on top of my shoulders you will never see me bend that spine

I gotta try I can bounce back a loss, I can't spin back time

The day to day shit wearing me down, can never seem to be at ease

Creator of a generation I got ideas nobody sees

9 to 5, 9 to 5, 9 to 5, 9 to 5 suck deez

I'm going for the Ms don't worry I'll let y'all keep the Gs

Jeez

Shit just got real tense though

I guess it does makes sense nobody really see through my lens though

And I just talk out my ass so

You just think I'm an asshole

And I just thought we was past that

But old habits die gradual

And ambition comes natural

I'm admitting I'm irrational

Like badminton I'm back and forth but I will get what I grab for

I'm 2-4 with the mask on

Or Yu-Gi-Oh with the dragon

Or Kujo off the chain so lil bro better take these cats home

Kujo off the chain so, better take these cats home

Instigate fame, infamous gain, these allegations

Insinuate sin, punctuate pen, my exclamation

Kings are demised, Solomon cried but he ain't listen

Why you blame God, never blame I, got tunnel vision

Selfish like Crowley

Selfish my homie told me

Never let a bitch win, then he let a bitch win

Feeling like a G.M., Miami Heat man

I'm making moves East Bay then I hit West Bay

Just like they told me, get it on your own man

And I been chosen, plenty humans folding

And hoes be hoeing, dope smell clothing

My teeth ain't golden, my eyes open

And I see you fall off from kitty raw-dogged

Control your brain

It's getting harder accepting why y'all

Don't fuck with me

Cause you can hit my bitch (mhmm)

And I can get real rich (mhm)

And I can tell you hate me

You ain't gotta lie bitch