FUCK YOU, Oooh Fuck you Fuck you Fuuuck you Fuck you Fa fa fafa fa fa Fuck you Fuck you
Yeah I know Lowkey He just act like he don't know me I swear that boy's so phony Yeah his college I used to go there I helped him shot CDs, we sold bare If it wasn't for me he'd be nowhere Always said that he would blow I helped him tighten up his flow In fact i tought him everything he knows
That's somethin' I bet he won't admit His mixtape paid back but how old is it Cuz I don't buy CD's i downloaded it I tried to ring he's phone, but left it to ring I know bare rappers are better than him In ten years no-ones gonna be remembering him Why does he try to chat for lyrical shit When that kid's an ignorant prick Sometimes I wish he didn't exist
{Yeah? Listen} We don't know each other so stop breadin' it How d'you get my number, stop teling it Cuz your opinion is not relevant
The fact is you just chat shit Downloaders don't deserve have this Probably haven't even got the right tracklist
You never be given respect You're wrong if you thinking i'm vexed Everytime you look in the mirror it says
You know what they say man, the truth hurts Especially for you I wrote a new verse But you ain't worth it so i just wrote two words
Why are you so bitter cuz your a has been Go back to your wack scene When I divert your phone call that means
If you ain't got it yet, then you'r a bit slow I spread love, but you just want a bitch so... Are you just mad just cuz your chick wont... fuck you
Or is it because I'm doing things that your where never able You think bringing me down will elevate you You might be signed but we know your record label
Hate me if you want, I don't give a fuck I'm still here with my finger up Blod, I ain't a RNB Singer but... Faa faa fuck you...