GFY

Quit blowing up my phone

And leave me the hell alone

Your threats are useless

And they are meaningless

Go on keep trying

Go on keep lying

Or keep your mouth shut

It's best for all of us

Your eyes are psychotic

You wish they were hypnotic

You have no control

We didn't sell our soul

Our bloods what you wanted

On lines that are dotted

You have no control

We didn't sell our soul

Your a fake and a liar

You wish I would retire

But im not going down that easily

Itll take more than a law suit

Or your mental abuse

So here's something from the bottom of my heart

Fuck you is this message coming through

Fuck you there ain't shit you're gonna do

Fuck you

Fuck you

Your eyes are psychotic

You wish they were hypnotic

You have no control

We didn't sell our soul

Our bloods what you wanted

On lines that are dotted

You have no control

We didn't sell our soul

I hear your whispers in the dark

I hear you oh I hear you

You took a shot and missed the mark

I don't fear you I don't fear you

Nice try better luck next time

You spun some lies got caught in the web that you designed

Nice try better luck next time

Nice try better luck next time