Fuck Everybody - Jarren Benton

Yeah, feel I don’t give a fuck no more

Feel like fuck everything, man

Fuck everybody

Fuck the social media shit

Fuck the TV

Fuck you

Fuck every nigga that is like me, boosy bitches is feisty

Only fuck with niggas with large paper, that pussy pricey

Sleeping on these niggas with dreams

When that man blow, you only on his dick for the cream

You fucking slut

Fuck the Instagram thot that shake her ass every post

Attention craving bitches, all through the most

That pussy gross, do some soul searching

Your kids just asking for love

You hardly pay 'em any mind, you shake your ass at the club

Ayy, fuck them insecure lame niggas thinking they hard

He post his dirt on Facebook, pussy nigga, you fraud

Fuck that nigga that’s twenty-five and just joined the gang

Never came from that environment, that nigga a lame

Fuck the house nigga that stand for nothing

Turned a blind eye on inequality, that’s disgusting

Somebody snuff him

Fuck anybody that hate me 'cause the tone of my skin

Fuck stressing about this pay, but gave a loan to my friend

Fuck the crooked systems, the overpopulated prisons

Classism and racism, fuck, what’s the difference?

Fuck the radio, 'cause they always play the same shit

Fuck some of you rap blogs, they always suck the same dicks

Fuck if you think better 'cause the college degrees

You lack to knowledge yourself, plus I make more gwap than you B

Fuck all the poverty and fathers that ran out on their kids

Them niggas cowards, I stopped harboring love for you, bitch

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 fuck about it

Fuck your street credibility, niggas living out their negativity

'Cause they’re insecure about who they are

Fuck thinking it’s cool to be a drug addict, that shit sucks

Drugs destroyed the black community, what sick fucks?

Put the crack in the hood like an experiment

Niggas 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, fuck me and fuck anybody that disagree

And fuck the chains we put on our minds from being free

Fuck the presidents and politicians making us sheep

Look behind the sheet, my nigga, wake from out of your sleep

Ayy, fuck my sneaker fetish, could’ve put that money in my kid’s savings

But I go and buy rims, clothes, expensive cravings

Fuck Funk Volume for splitting up

We had potential to be the illest label, no one was sick as us

I miss my niggas, I hope you all doing well

Now I own my own enterprise, nigga I will prevail

Fuck the OGs misleading the youth

Ayy, give 'em babies the truth

Half of that shit you spit is fake in the booth

Fuck fear, fuck doubt, fuck stressing myself out

'Cause I worry that they sleep when I know I’m the best out

Fuck 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 fuck about it