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FkY3@
by Jammy K
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Fuck yea I'm feelin that
I could give a fuck how ya feelin
I do what I wanna
Fuck with no strings attached
I ain't got the time to be comin back
I'm trynna blow up
If I'd go back in time I'd tell myself
Man fuck these hoes
Man stack your wealth
Haters hope you fail
Tell em I hope that you're well
Let me go and do me
You can go and fuck yourself
And all them girls that put your heart up in a shell
Now they blowin up ya cell
Got ya like aww hell yea
Try ta put you up under a spell
Breaks on em like screech
They can get saved by the bell yea
And if they try be hating on ya drip
Tell em this ain't no wells
This is only top shelf yea
I'd rather give a penny to a bitch
Then shed another tear
On some Becky steer me clear
Try to check me, but this chess
It ain't checkers over here
All them times that I was crusty
And I acted hella scared
I can't tell you what the rush is when you overcome your fears
If they frontin
It ain't nothin
Cause I'm stuntin over here
Fuck yea I'm feelin that
I could give a fuck how ya feelin
I do what I wanna
Fuck with no strings attached
I ain't got the time to be comin back
I'm trynna blow up
This that wake up way way before the dawn shit
This that wake up make you wanna call your mom shit
This that make ya thank her for makin a bomb kid
Then you stay up and you go and make some bomb shit
Now you on that calm tip
Smokin under palm tips
Less a nigga
Wanna test a nigga
Then we can go and exchange palms
Like the verse in psalms
War is in my arms
Money's in my mind
Cause my peace harm
Heaven knows I tried
Don't waste my time
Take a dub G with a lil bit of lime
Celebrate your grind
Remember
When you'd never think of yourself as someone that should ever try
Now you on a hype
And feelin
High as ever
The embers burnin in the spliff it got you live
Put it on the line
The pressure
Got the 'cain all in ya sinuses
Now you all fired up
Put it to the side
If ever
You should doubt yourself
My advice
Don't ever think twice
Tell em
Fuck yea I'm feelin that
I could give a fuck how ya feelin
I do what I wanna
Fuck with no strings attached
I ain't got the time to be comin back
I'm trynna blow up
Fuck yea I'm feelin that
I could give a fuck how ya feelin
I do what I wanna
Fuck with no strings attached
I ain't got the time to be comin back
I'm trynna blow up
If I'd go back in time I'd tell myself
Man fuck these hoes
Man stack your wealth
Haters hope you fail
Tell em I hope that you're well
Let me go and do me
You can go and fuck yourself
And all them girls that put your heart up in a shell
Now they blowin up ya cell
Got ya like aww hell yea
Try ta put you up under a spell
Breaks on em like screech
They can get saved by the bell yea
And if they try be hating on ya drip
Tell em this ain't no wells
This is only top shelf yea
I'd rather give a penny to a bitch
Then shed another tear
On some Becky steer me clear
Try to check me, but this chess
It ain't checkers over here
All them times that I was crusty
And I acted hella scared
I can't tell you what the rush is when you overcome your fears
If they frontin
It ain't nothin
Cause I'm stuntin over here
Fuck yea I'm feelin that
I could give a fuck how ya feelin
I do what I wanna
Fuck with no strings attached
I ain't got the time to be comin back
I'm trynna blow up
This that wake up way way before the dawn shit
This that wake up make you wanna call your mom shit
This that make ya thank her for makin a bomb kid
Then you stay up and you go and make some bomb shit
Now you on that calm tip
Smokin under palm tips
Less a nigga
Wanna test a nigga
Then we can go and exchange palms
Like the verse in psalms
War is in my arms
Money's in my mind
Cause my peace harm
Heaven knows I tried
Don't waste my time
Take a dub G with a lil bit of lime
Celebrate your grind
Remember
When you'd never think of yourself as someone that should ever try
Now you on a hype
And feelin
High as ever
The embers burnin in the spliff it got you live
Put it on the line
The pressure
Got the 'cain all in ya sinuses
Now you all fired up
Put it to the side
If ever
You should doubt yourself
My advice
Don't ever think twice
Tell em
Fuck yea I'm feelin that
I could give a fuck how ya feelin
I do what I wanna
Fuck with no strings attached
I ain't got the time to be comin back
I'm trynna blow up