Fuck With Us, Felly Fell

[Hook: Julius]
Come and fuck with us, Felly Fell, yeah DJ Felly Fell
Don't just spin records off the niggas who got record sales
Fuck with us, Felly Fell, yeah DJ Felly Fell
Sleeping on our music is like sleeping on a bed of nails
Hold on, it's a lot of DJ's we ain't fucking with
If they play some real shit, then they get off our "Fuck 'Em" list
I think it's programmed, directors don't like true MCs
You might not wanna say it, but nigga, I know you agree

[Verse 1]
If you from the West Coast, let me tell niggas this
You go outta state to push a record, well nigga it's
Hard, radio stations expressing their sentiments
First question asked, "Is this Felly Fell spinnin' it?"
Now they feel like you don't have no support from your home
That's the shit I don't like, that's the shit I don't do
Shoe Gang have the kind of rhymes fans stand behind
Expanding our brand in a short span of time
But if you not pushing that Amanda Bynes, you a man in a bind
You don't have the racks to give your tracks some shine
I mean to pay for airplay, I'm fly as paper airplanes
But I don't have a dime, so I don't have the time
To stop and smell dandelions, nigga I have to grind
I'm on that early Clipse shit, Pusha T and Malice grinding
To me, paying for airplay is asinine
And I'm too legit to quit, been rapping since Hammer's time
Your neighborhood might be a nice scene but pan to mine
And niggas throw up their hands in signs, look like pantomimes
So saying "Fuck DJ's" is what I like to say
Stop me from gettin' rich, homie, I feel some type of way

[Hook]