FUFU

(álbum: Waylon & Willie IV - 2020)

Fast track is moving so slow
It's been a bumpy ride like on low pros
I'm on easy street but the roads closed
For a moment I felt so close
Haters mad I got no control
So I'm riding round with that snow patrol
Said they over life then they overdose
That's the devil talking, that's the okey doke
So tired of getting calls
Of my family dying off that fentanyl
On the track til they hit a wall
And you grown men having menopause
I'm a grown man, stop kidding me
Most my brothers ain't even kin to me
And I'm a lot realer than I pretend to be
I'm a better friend than an enemy
Those fuck you's that you sending me
I send them back with a big smile
You're gasoline always lit the fire
So don't be shocked that you bit the wire
I'm so inspired that you love me
So much that you can hate me now
My broken heart will never break me down
I keep it too real to keep fake around

The truth is like a freight train coming down the line
You can't stop it
Been running these tracks for too long but when it's time it's time
Gotta face that shit now
But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you
And I'll admit it
So when you tell me that I'm to blame it's fuck you too
So bitch just quit it
Gone on Monday (Gone on Monday)
Back on Wednesday (Back on Wednesday)
But I might pick up my shit cuz I really do hate when you say the truth
But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you
So bitch just quit it

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold on
Please lemme vent for a bit
As far as one way friendships
Man I'm so sick of this shit
Really hard to answer every time your call's coming through
I have done so much but still you say it ain't enough for you
And that's why I don't fuck with you
I had so much love for you
But always felt so fucking used
And it really don't matter how long I've known you
Just cuz I do what I can
Doesn't mean that I fucking owe you
Act like you're dumb
Money goes just as fast as it comes
You can give a motherfucker the world
And they still gonna ask for the sun
I'm so over doing shit for folks who don't appreciate it
If I changed my number my problems would be alleviated

The truth is like a freight train coming down the line
You can't stop it
Been running these tracks for too long but when it's time it's time
Gotta face that shit now
But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you
And I'll admit it
So when you tell me that I'm to blame it's fuck you too
So bitch just quit it
Gone on Monday (Gone on Monday)
Back on Wednesday (Back on Wednesday)
But I might pick up my shit cuz I really do hate when you say the truth
But nothing in the world compares to hearing fuck you from you
So bitch just quit it