Fuck That

Home girl tell me it’s hard to love me when things change
I calmed her down and told her she’s giving the wrong brain
And ain’t it funny how people clown you when they’re not around you?
Same ones who say what up are them niggas who down you
Only reason they ask what up cause they trying to ground you
So when we’re really rolling up they’re the ones we look down to
They’re the ones we look down to

But I say fuck that ‘cause I feel good
Things change but I still should
Feel real to it because if I hadn’t
I’d still be making that real music
Used to give my heart but that didn’t do it
So I added soul now I feel the truest
Fake friends they all sound the same like
San nobodies as real as you is

But fuck them ‘cause I know I’m hot
Chili pepper I’m not gone stop
Some girls be saying I’m cold hearted
Tell bitches suck on my otter pop
I know I’m insecure but I got you to blame
So you should probably skip this song if you don’t feel the same

Fuck that ‘cause I feel good
Things change but I still should
Feel real to it because if I hadn’t
I’d still be making that real music
Used to give my heart but that didn’t do it
So I added soul now I feel the truest
Fake friends they all sound the same like
San nobodies as real as you is

Nobodies as real as you is
San nobodies as real as you is
It’s cold out here when you’re all alone
That’s why I got the heart of a rolling stone
And when my hopes are gone
I pray that my mom’s sitting by the phone
‘Cause if she’s not then I apologize
But I’m a have to take one to the dome
To the dome, I'mma have to take one to the dome
And to all those girls who hearts I broke
I’m sorry that I left you all alone but
That’s the life you live
When you trying to make it
And you say you with your old man
So I guess you’re on that same shit
Fuck what I’m used to
I'mma get me some new new
Maybe some Lauren Londons or Mila Kunis to chew through
I’m fucking Jackies and Lisas
Fuck a jacket the heater is hotter than habanero but cooler then Lord Frieza
I ain’t trying to make money, trying to make believers
Holding down good music to all of my true believers like

Things change but I still should feel real through it
Cause If I hadn’t I’d still be making that real music

Doing my shit to get on my shine
Don’t worry about me I’m just getting my pine
Smoke a little weed to release my mind
I’m 18 without a dime, and this time I’ll shine
And y’all be alright
But for tonight
I got to go hard for that dollar
Started slinging them rocks but I thought about my father
So I cleared my mind in the holiest of waters
We came a long way but we got to go farther
‘Cause I’ve been writing my ass off and getting blast off
Because I never gang banged I was last to call
They all assumed the same thing when my swag was off
Things changed when they realized I was masterful
And fucking classical
They said my raps was slow
But the last laugh came from the cash flow