Benton, Jarren – f#ck Everybody Lyrics
Artist: Benton, Jarren
Song: f#ck Everybody
Yeah, feel I don’t give a f#ck no more
Feel like f#ck everything, man
f#ck everybody
f#ck the social media sh#t
f#ck the TV
f#ck you
f#ck every n#gg# that is like me, boosy b#tches is feisty
Only f#ck with n#gg#s with large paper, that p#ss# pricey
Sleeping on these n#gg#s with dreams
When that man blow, you only on his dick for the cream
You f#cking sl#t
f#ck the Instagram thot that shake her #ss every post
Attention craving b#tches, all through the most
That p#ss# gross, do some soul searching
Your kids just asking for love
You hardly pay ’em any mind, you shake your #ss at the club
Ayy, f#ck them insecure lame n#gg#s thinking they hard
He post his dirt on Facebook, p#ss# n#gg#, you fraud
f#ck that n#gg# that’s twenty-five and just joined the gang
Never came from that environment, that n#gg# a lame
f#ck the house n#gg# that stand for nothing
Turned a blind eye on inequality, that’s disgusting
Somebody snuff him
f#ck anybody that hate me ’cause the tone of my skin
f#ck stressing about this pay, but gave a loan to my friend
f#ck the crooked systems, the overpopulated prisons
Classism and racism, f#ck, what’s the difference?
f#ck the radio, ’cause they always play the same sh#t
f#ck some of you rap blogs, they always suck the same dicks
f#ck if you think better ’cause the college degrees
You lack to knowledge yourself, plus I make more gwap than you B
f#ck all the poverty and fathers that ran out on their kids
Them n#gg#s cowards, I stopped harboring love for you, b#tch
I wake up in the morning, cook my eggs on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it, middle finger to the sky
Not another tear to cry, will I live or will I die?
I wake up in the morning, put my grits on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it
Middle finger to the world like I don’t give a f#ck about it
f#ck your street credibility, n#gg#s living out their negativity
‘Cause they’re insecure about who they are
f#ck thinking it’s cool to be a drug addict, that sh#t sucks
Drugs destroyed the black community, what sick f#cks?
Put the crack in the hood like an experiment
n#gg#s turning zombies, was once created [?]
I’m guilty of it too, I make songs like, “Lean”
Drop a drug reference on every other sixteen
So, f#ck me and f#ck anybody that disagree
And f#ck the chains we put on our minds from being free
f#ck the presidents and politicians making us sheep
Look behind the sheet, my n#gg#, wake from out of your sleep
Ayy, f#ck my sneaker fetish, could’ve put that money in my kid’s savings
But I go and buy rims, clothes, expensive cravings
f#ck Funk Volume for splitting up
We had potential to be the illest label, no one was sick as us
I miss my n#gg#s, I hope you all doing well
Now I own my own enterprise, n#gg# I will prevail
f#ck the OGs misleading the youth
Ayy, give ’em babies the truth
Half of that sh#t you spit is fake in the booth
f#ck fear, f#ck doubt, f#ck stressing myself out
‘Cause I worry that they sleep when I know I’m the best out
f#ck stressing over love, women come, women go
Met my worst enemy staring in the mirror like, woah
I wake up in the morning, cook my eggs on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it, middle finger to the sky
Not another tear to cry, will I live or will I die?
I wake up in the morning, put my grits on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it
Middle finger to the world like I don’t give a f#ck about it
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Release Year: 2017