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Fuck That

 

Fuck That

(álbum: ZOO - 2018)


(Yeah, everybody got a breaking point)
Yeah, na na na na

I move with peace and Igbos
For any rappers tryna play the hero
For any peasant tryna play Debo on some tough guy shit
I'm not a tough guy, bitch
You mad 'cause the girl you wanna fuck sucked my dick
You were a high school loser, now a bitter adult
I handle your karma myself, that's a quicker result
Raising money to kill me 'cause y'all be popping the pills
Take the money, save the money for your hospital bills, bitch
They think it's sweet because my skin tone
Little bitch, I been known
People that extend beyond my zipcode
Copie role Old National highway
Spelled it out for out-of-towners coming at me sideways
Old Nat
I can't want for them to get you
Y'all stalkers studied up on me, can't wait for them to test you
Old Nat
I'm unassuming so you're unprepared
I might make them film it, show the world you're fucking scared

They want me to shut the fuck up, fuck that
They want my talent, my nuts tucked, fuck that
They're tryna get me to hate me, fuck that
'Cause y'all can't ever ever play me, fuck that
Stop playing with me, playing with me
Somebody gon' end up hurt
Stop playing with me, playing with me
I promise I see every word

Yeah, I got big and your bitch is the proof
I got bigger when the media twisted the truth
These insecure grown men that I've never met
Y'all don't have a cause
If people like me don't exist, y'all don't have a job
You a bitch, you probably got fucked in the pen
You still a bitch, you just got stuck with a pen
Fuck the clickbait, political bitch-made journalists
Y'all like pussies, smell like fishbait
I dictate my hours, how 'bout you?
I made four million in four minutes bitch, how 'bout you?
Like a Final Four moment that I'll never forget
I wore a fucking T-shirt and then I cut through the neck
I win
We'll never meet, you're not rich enough bitch
All your disses don't reach, you're not big enough bitch
Y'all be dissing for the clout, that's how popping I am
One phone call, this phone is like a Glock in my hand

They want me to shut the fuck up, fuck that
They want my talent, my nuts tucked, fuck that
They're tryna get me to hate me, fuck that
'Cause y'all can't ever ever play me, fuck that
Stop playing with me, playing with me
Somebody gon' end up hurt
Stop playing with me, playing with me
I promise I see every word

Yeah
This whole nation is so shaken by the approach taken
My soul is exposed naked, 'm blatant, I'm so brazen
That's why I'm the most hated, running on low patience
I'm road paving, screaming truth until my throat's aching
No chasing, after shows hoes waiting
Y'all careers keep failing, study mine, start note taking
Carving my name in the game in both [?]
Nowadays, a hundred thousand dollars feels like no payment
So jaded, real gold, I used to wear gold-plated
That's when I was located and my come-up broke phase
I'm on a new chapter, turning back to those pages
It's hard being so famous, I can't be in both places
Judging both stages
The most that I can do is show traces
All I ask for in return is just go where the growth takes us
I propose a toast to those who don't condone fake shit
Game is full of squares, I'm just here to reshape it
Mixing up my message, stop trying to rephrase it
Listen to the truth, stop trying to translate it
This is coming from a winner, trust me when I say it
You'll never be a main act if you can't maintain it
And to the people threatening, making bold statements
I got people that love the sounds of fists flying and bones breaking
Your green room's just a box, they gon' catch you, no faking
They're the kings of fucking people up in small and close spaces

Stop playing with me, playing with me
Somebody gon' end up hurt
Stop playing with me, playing with me
I promise I see every word
They want me to shut the fuck up, fuck that
They want my talent, my nuts tucked, fuck that
They're tryna get me to hate me, fuck that
'Cause y'all can't ever ever play me, fuck that

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