'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
Before we see it's hard to live
Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with
Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches
Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters
And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth
You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck
Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck
Car with no limit what
I say im hot as fuck
I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys
Fuck your prison, fuck your life
I thought it'd get better but
I dont even give a fuck
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