Sybyr 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' hoe
Put away my notes cause I don't feel like writin' hoe
I don't give a f..ck I'm using my nature voice
Why? Cause nigga I said I don't have a choice in this f..ckin' shit
I do not give a shit about this shit, there's nothing shit
f..cks 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 f..ckin' dick off
I don't need this shit, nor do I want it
There goes a hoe
Tired of writing and not havin' any type of f..ckin'
f..ckin conservation for this shit
f..ck all that shit, f..ck all that shit, f..ck all that shit, f..ck 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 f..ckin' beat go off cause I don't f..ckin' care about shit
And if I did, I would've probably done something by now, but you know
f..ck all that shit, f..ck butts, f..ckin' hands over our butts
f..ck 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 f..ckin' feel like it ay
And I'm makin' up words, f..ckin' pop and shit
I don't give a f..ck cause you know better
If I said somethin' f..ckin' 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 f..ckin' 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 f..ckin' haps
Who knows?
I know bitch, and I know that you won't f..ckin' hear this shit
[Outro]
So, I'm f..ckin' tired of this shit (Fuckin tired, f..ckin tired, f..ckin' tired)
