F**k You Too (feat. Z-Ro) [Explicit]

You know what they say, man

It's tough being at the top, huh?

I couldn't agree with you more

Jealous, hearted motherfucker

Never been able to fuck with me ****, ever

Super solid from day one

Never put myself in a compromised position

I'm a chess player

And if I did, I just shoot my way out

First born to my momma

I come from the place where you're promised

To die before your 21st

You'd be surprised what's underneath the earth

Dug dirt, I put bones there

All my enemies is gone there

I can't sleep through the cold sweats

Flashbacks, I'm a known threat

Got fearing, yet I'm evil though

I think deep, I believe in ghosts

Ever felt the hand of a dead body?

Then you know why I took my gun and headshot him

War started over dope cuts

I put what I live by on both nuts

It's either him or me, so I say fuck dude

I look him in his eyes and tell him fuck you (Fuck, fuck you)

I've been runnin' this shit so long

My M.O is like (Fuck, fuck you)

You **** been throwin' rocks at the throne

Ima reach out and touch you (Fuck you)

I ain't gotta put no money on your dome

My **** (Fuck, fuck you) and everything you stand for

Hoe, bitch, pussy **** fuck you

I live like I spit it

Raised by the wolves, so my mentality is get it

A life on the street takes commitment

The power that you gained gets addictive

The money being made gets you bitches

A real **** play the game like it's business

A weak **** facing time, go to snitchin'

Plottin' on his whole team 'cause he ain't wanna listen

If it was all good just a week ago

Take your motherfucking charge,  that's your key of dope

They all wanna eat, gotta feed folks

Took an oath on the streets called the G code

That's what we live by, we die for it

I gotta homies standin' firm doing time for it

We have five K ones, gun killers

Downward departed, gon' bust that **** (Fuck, fuck you)

Fuck that ****

I've been runnin' this shit so long

My M.O is like (Fuck, fuck you)

You **** been throwin' rocks at the throne

Ima reach out and touch you (Fuck you)

I ain't gotta put no money on your dome

My **** (Fuck, fuck you) and everything you stand for

Ho, bitch, pussy **** fuck you

The jealous of my 'cause I shine bright

I grind strong, plus my mind right

My gun loaded up in both clips

Jump out on me wrong and meet the four fifth

No shit, this music you can drive-by

G's the only code we abide by

Blunt burnin' in the ashtray

Playin' faggot games and now your ass chafe

**** wearin' tight pants and high heels

Claimin' another **** hood that is not real

I am still the hardest **** being heard

Fuck, he claim he real when he ain't keepin' his word

He ain't foolin' me, my ****, he is just a nerd

Nothing but a rap tune, he ain't see a bird, word

I talk that shit that I can back, though

Come test my boxing game, I'm in the back, hoe

Talk that big six but packin' double bling

You where trouble ain't, just another saint, fuck him