Don't Get It Fucked Up (Explicit)

Time after time *z thinkin' we gon' fold

We ain't yo average *z

I don' told you once before

All my real *z know

We been at it for years

Persevering and still here

Through static and tears

And yeah

We some ridahs no

It ain't no stoppin' us

They couldn't stop us

So they tried copying

But out of living color in the flesh

Guess who's back

*act like you know what's good for ya

These industry *z man they more like *es

These f**kin' rappers man they more like snitches

Been in the cut and we been focusing listening

And everybody got a story to tell

But why they twistin' them

So keep ya head right

Head right

You want the raw on the lawz

You gotta log on the muthaf**kin' website

What's that

Show some respect

Cause real *z go for the net

Don't get it f**ked up f**ked up

*don't get it get it

F**ked up f**ked up

*don't get it get it

F**ked up f**ked up

*don't get it get it

F**ked up

*es don't get it get it

F**ked up

Snitches don't get it get it

F**ked up

Don't get it f**ked up f**ked up

*don't get it get it

F**ked up f**ked up

*don't get it get it

F**ked up f**ked up

*don't get it get it

F**ked up

*es don't get it get it

F**ked up

Snitches don't get it get it

F**ked up

Who wanna ride

Who wanna drive

Who wanna die

Who wanna roll up

Load up and dump at the same time

We all different but the same kind

All my *z on a mission that's the same as mine

Blame the times

We all spent days in line

Now we all at the front of the bus

Blames the rhymes I

Aim the nine I

Came to shine I

Thank the lord and my heavenly father

We got to get it right back

To where we started from

This for my *z strugglin'

Comin' out of the slum

If you ain't ridin' on twinkies

You could still ride with me

If you ain't blingin' like I'm blingin'

You could still ride with me

Cause it ain't what you got

It's what ya know

Outlaw muthaf**ka untouchable

Give 'em the truth

Or get out the booth

That's my new *

Cause rapper's now a days

Y'all been makin' us all look stupid

*I been doin' what I wanted for some time now

*I wanted as a kid

All mine now

It's all mine now

I ain't lucked up

Noooo

Don't get it f**ked up

Noooo

Look what years of stugglin' did

Wanted for something

The kid real like one in a mil'

Cash of kings

Without a deal or a chain that bling

I'm a outlaw

Outlaw

But I don't rob

And when times got hard

I ain't get no job

*I got it how I live

Spit it like it is

And did it all for the kid

Yes sir

I'm a ridah homeboy

I ride on chrome boy

And I refuse to die right besides my chrome boy