Fuck It

Fuck this music, fuck these songs, fuck these lyrics

Too much anger in my heart and in my spirit

Hear these voices steady callin', they don't hear em

I've been beefin' with the nigga in the mirror

Bitch, I'm a savage, they know I'm a problem a nigga just can't be ignored

He talkin' crazy, it won't be a problem, my shooters come straight to his door

Don't do no talkin', I just get to shootin, the hollows will open his pores

My niggas be tweakin', I be with some demons who lookin' to up on the score

EMG changed, he don't be on shit, that nigga got soft since he got out of jail

Been plottin' and waiting they think that I'm finished, till the nigga get hit with these muthafuckan shells