Fuck It Lyrics

(Yeah, yeah, okay)

Swear that I seen this shit comin'

Down on my luck again I'm betting on this summer

Said you goin' dumb well bitch I'm goin' dumber

Learned the game now I got my mind up on the money

Two twins on me now I'm looking like a stunter

Smoking on some runts man I swear this shit Obama

Every single month got some money comin' fuck it

Every single day I'm trying harder to recover

R.I.P. to Keed man I swear the shit was sudden

Fuck is going on man they taking all the youngins

Life is gettin' hard man I can't even be frontin'

Lot of road ahead so I got to keep it comin'

Chase another check, every single hour count

Had to earn my respect, then I added the amounts

Had to search for the best to look after my accounts

Gonna chop 'em at the neck trying to fuck with what I'm 'bout

Reminiscin' on the old times is a habit

But I still go grab the same food from the cabinet

Granny told me watch out streets are gonna grab ya

I want it so I get it when I know I got to have it

Take a breath cause I know I can't panic

Take a stretch feeling like I just landed

Shots to the head might make me go manic

Shots for the gang might make us go frantic

Living life blessed feeling like I'm Pope Francis

Coughing from the Louis man I know it do damage

Roll another J rocket to another planet

Tell 'em that I'm going on a run they can't stand it

Taking all the money and the women I can manage

Do a Diddy Bop on a hoe then I'm jammin'

They listen to my music saying that they gone slam it

Trust that everything going just how I planned it

(And you know how the rest go, can't count on a soul but your own)

(And you know how the rest go, can't count on a soul but your own)

(They switchin' up on me, didn't do none for me, can't do none for me)

(And you know how the rest go, can't count on a soul)