Fck Em ft. GUTTA & Styles Savage Lyrics

(J-I-Double D Y)

(You never heard of Styles Savage?)

(I'm from out the GUTTA, Middle finger, Zone 6)

Tell them hoes its fuck 'em

I done been through hella shit, it just made me humble

I thought when I was at my low, it was gon' make me crumble

Like

Um

I bounced back a G

Ain't no stopping me

They still throwing B's

She still popping E's, she gon fuck for free

Labels send for me, man this shit too easy

I don't even got no opps, but I stay on point

She said she gon keep me blocked, so it ain't no point

Keep my head up to the sky, cause it bring me joy

Fighting demons all my life, I ain't have no choice

Yea we active baby

We ain't acting baby

Niggas think they run the city, they be cappin' baby

Said you wanna be with me, but you acting shady

We gotta get back to that money, we going TD crazy

We going TD brazy, we did TD brazy

We fucked up the summer, prolly hit yo lady

I can't fake the funk, cause it ain't no faking

If its up its up, let me know just say it

Bitch I'm in my prime, mom told me to go

Never leave my brothers, bitch that's all we know

I ain't good with trust, had to let her know

Pass her off and she a bop, that's a give & go

Tell them hoes its fuck 'em

I done been through hella shit, it just made me humble

I thought when I was at my low, it was gon' make me crumble

Like

Um

I bounced back a G

Ain't no stopping me

They still throwing B's

She still popping E's, she gon fuck for free

Labels send for me, man this shit too easy