Mad AtThe W Orld

[Intro]
Put it away ('Ringe)
Writing I don’t feel
Let’s see

[Verse]
Put away my notes 'cause I don’t feel like rappin’ ho
Put away my notes 'cause I don’t feel like writin’ ho
I don’t give a fuck I’m using my natural voice
Why? 'Cause nigga I said I don’t have a choice in this fuckin’ shit
I do not give a shit about this shit, there’s nothing shit
Fuck's with it, I’m just openin’ up random shit because I feel like it
If you do not like it, oh well, go ahead and bite it
Bite all of it, rip my fuckin’ dick off
I don’t need this shit, nor do I want it
There goes a ho
Tired of writing and not havin’ any type of fuckin’
Fuckin conservation for this shit
Fuck all that shit, fuck all that shit, fuck all that shit, fuck all that shit
Uh em, I ain’t doin’ that shit
Uh em, I ain’t goin’ out like that
I told you before, but nobody would believe that shit
So, I’m not going to do anything
Bang, let, watch the fuckin’ beat go off 'cause I don’t fuckin’ care about shit
And if I did, I would’ve probably done something by now, but you know
Fuck all that shit, fuck butts, fuckin’ hands over our butts
Fuck am I talking about? I don’t even know, I’m doin’ this shit right now bruh
I just rambling to my ass off 'cause I fuckin’ feel like it ay
And I’m makin’ up words, fuckin’ pop and shit
I don’t give a fuck 'cause you know better
If I said somethin’ fuckin’ be more clever
Did I say that I give a shit, I shoulda known better
If I didn’t then you know whatever
They know better
I mean who knows better? I don’t fuckin’ know
I need to rage or I’ll die from stress
But I guess I have to die from stress in order to get the whole clan you know bumpin’, doin’ shit you know
Perhaps, per fuckin’ haps
Who knows?
I know bitch, and I know that you won’t fuckin’ hear this shit

[Outro]
So, I’m fuckin’ tired of this shit (Fuckin' tired, fuckin' tired, fuckin’ tired)