f*ck Y'all

[Verse 1: Arin Ray]
There's nothing left to say to you
Don't act like I ain't pay my dues
I'm picking up the pace, It's all about the chase
You could try to fake the moves
But that'll be a way to lose, yeah
Just another phase [?] yeah

Man, for real, that's just how I feel
Everything is honest, when a n*gga know what's real
See, I can make a song about the sh*t that really kills
But you would shut it down because you hating on my skills
I put you in a headlock, for like 3 shots
4 more, 5, 6, 7
Heavily armed military goons, it's none stop for you n*ggas
Please carry on
It's f*ck...

[Chorus]
f*ck y'all
Yeah
(f*ck this)
Yeah, f*ck y'all
Yeah
f*ck y'all, f*ck y'all

[Verse 2: SiR]
n*gga all I hear is (Rah-Rah-Rah-Rah)
Can't reply, way to high for all that (Yah-Da-Da-Da)
Yea I know, n*ggas used to be, gang-gang-gang-gang
But in life, there are things that we just can't maintain
Gangland is the main frame

Heartbeat of the city, is where we were born
I didn't know sh*t about sh*t back when you put me on
You told me what was legit, and what was ludicrous
Never let the homegirl know I was new to this
(Stupid lil n*ggas)
See I was a November baby, so I was the kid brother
We was in the same grade
Whatever we did, yo, we did together
Damn near live together, and when we got older I thought that we would win together
But I played you my first song and you hated it
Played you another 5 and you never replied

Now you tryna hit me on that (Rah-Rah-Rah-Rah)
When you know I ain't really on that (Yah-Da-Da-Da)
Fast forward 5 years later, I'm getting paper
Might see me in the sky, in my scraper
But it's..

[Chorus]
f*ck y'all
Yeah
(f*ck this)
Yeah, f*ck y'all
Yeah
f*ck y'all, f*ck y'all

[Outro: Arin Ray]
For real, mayne
I just wanna sign my deal, mayne
Gotta keep it live, keep it real, mayne
Keep it trill, mayne
Know the deal, mayne