Rage

[Intro]
Shoo shoo
I ain't going to sleep tonight man
Imma tell you how it is cause...
Yeah
Arena Boy!
Aye, look

[Chorus]
Ain't shit that I've been worried bout
I can care less if it was word of mouth
I'm with my partner, with my solider like the dirty south
If you was looking for revenge then we gone air you out
Broke ass bitter ass boy get your bread up
Niggas out here lying in they raps saying they next up
Now a days I got everything and I'm fed up
Back then I would ask God, "Can you bless us please?"

[Verse 1]
Aye, now look at me
All this gold around my neck they call me Mr.T
All that gold around your neck got your neck turning green
Far from comparison, I swеar that shit embarrassing
My new bitch badder than my last, no cap nigga
Shе said she always wanna fuck with a rap nigga
I gave her what she asked for and gave her back to yah
Disrespect the gang we coming after yah
Tell that little nigga stop looking at me
Played your album in the club and you got everybody sleep
They should call you seven days, you so motherfucking week
And you know that she a trick she only in it for a treat
Woke up feeling like a check
Yeah
Guess that means it's money on my head
Yeah
I'm alive counting up the dead
Pussy nigga want smoke keep the rocket like I'm Drex
Keep the rocket like yeah

[Chorus]
Ain't shit that I've been worried bout
I can care less if it was worth of mouth
I'm with my partner, with my solider like the dirty south
If you was looking for revenge then we gone air you out
Broke ass bitter ass boy get your bread up
Niggas out here lying in they raps saying they next up
Now and days I got everything and I'm fed up
Back then I would ask God, "Can you bless us please?"

[Verse 2]
I don't give a fuck bout a slut
Bout hoe
Bout a bitch
Bout a bird
That be always on dick
She fan I can tell
Why you mad, why you sick?
Why you finna fuck your back up worrying bout a bitch
I ain't never been pressed that's on G-O-D
I ain't never been checked this is not Nike
Your new shit don't hit boy you not like me
Said that you was next to blow
Boy that's not likely, cause it's a
Big world and I'm wilding
I ain't worried bout shit I got it
Only want the neck cause that pussy got milage
Brought her to the set then I sent her back to Onyx
Said I ain't shit, hit again, bitch I'm toxic
And she got a nigga, I just fuck her on some hot shit
She
Gotta taste before she ride it
Big appetite I need a main and a side bitch

[Chorus]
Ain't shit that I've been worried bout
I can care less if it was worth of mouth
I'm with my partner, with my solider like the dirty south
If you was looking for revenge then we gone air you out
Broke ass bitter ass boy get your bread up
Niggas out here lying in they raps saying they next up
Now and days I got everything and I'm fed up
Back then I would ask God, "Can you bless us please?"