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Joyner Lucas

Fuck Your Feelings

 

Fuck Your Feelings


Here's a little shit I like to call

Self explanatory shit for warriors
Killed your car in the corner
The vicious slaughtered an officer
No applause, then applaud us to
Rip apart the apartment
Kill your father and start with that
Nigga's nogging, and I'mma just aaa
Leave it at that, I believe in that rap
In the evening I trap, I'mma keep on leaving
Cheese for that rat
In the evening I'm back you bleeding
Rest in peace with that strap
I'm anemic but eat with the demons
Telling jesus I'm back!
Y'all niggas are fucked up
Approach y'all niggas like what's up?
All my life been broke trynna' get
That dough, lookin for my come up
And I never seen no chain, no watch
No ring, no bling, no pop up
You ain't never sold no cain, no coke no pills
No shut the fuck up!
Kinda whip is you riding
What kind of niggas you hiding?
Faggot niggas, you bragging, listen
What kind of dick is you riding?
Ain't no competition, I'm poping fuck
Your proposition, I'm plotting
Ain't no pot to piss in, I'm pro'bly pissed
And inside the kitchen with choppers
I'm cursing like a mah'fucker, mah'fucking chillin
Yeah, I can make your mother fuck me and go
Fuck her feelings!
I play the power ball, I hope I hit a
Couple of million, just so I can fuck them bitches
Who ain't trynna' fuck until then!
My nigga, what you holding? fuck that!
Nigga, that give me them hub caps
That's more power than MJ dancin in thrilla with a blunt like puff that!,
killin the block with a chilla that pop
And I woulda life prrra prrida tha prapra
Sound of the Glock, like jack in the box
To the match and the Glock, now run fast
I don't know what you talking bout
Been that nigga that knock him out
Stomp that nigga, I stomp him out
Walk that nigga, now walk him out
Flow like venom in the cold
I'm entering the zone where hoes ain't friends
With the hoes, and a man get the most shit
From the police and they beat them cops
Pretending to hold that 5-0-8
Walk on water, and drive on lakes
Fly them clouds, I float on bliss, my home
I'm pulling it out you face

Yeah, that's what I like to call
Self explanatory shit for warriors
Killed your car in the corner
The vicious slaughtered an officer
No applause, then applaud us to
Rip apart the apartment
Kill your father and start with that
Nigga's nogging, I'mma just aaa
Leave it at that, You can leave it at this:
Sqeezing that clip, that's enough to stop your
Breathing that's it. when I'm breathing
I'm sick, when you bleeding rest in peace with that strip
I'm anemic but eat with the demons
Telling jesus
That's it!
Joyner's mah'fucker, mah'fuckya fellin
I can make your mother fuck me then go

Fuck her feelings!
I play the power ball, I hope I hit a
Couple of million, just so I can fuck them bitches
They ain't wanna fuck until then uh

Cause you know then they ain't (Yeah) you know they ain't trynna fuck until you till you get some money

Joyner's mah'fuck, mah'fuckin villain
I can make your mother fuck me then go
Fuck her feelings!
I play the power ball, I hope I hit a
Couple of million, just so I can fuck them bitches
They ain't wanna fuck until then uh

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