[Intro]
(Will-A-Fool)
[Chorus]
I’m like fuck love (Yeah yeah)
Fuck love (Yeah yeah)
Fuck love (yeah yeah)
Fuck love (yeah yeah)
I’m like fuck love (yeah yeah)
Fuck love (yeah yeah)
Fuck love (yeah yeah)
Fuck love (yeah yeah)
[Verse]
I was associated with the wrong ones I called brothers
I ain’t have shit, tryna be legit, I was tryna hustle
I don’t see how I survived 2014 without my cousin
I was talking to a millionaire, tryna figure out what’s my struggle
Had weed, had coke yeah, tryna figure out what’s my hustlе
Don’t claim that family, had bad vibes, can’t trust it
They want evеrything I got, they want a handout
Why my opps be beating round the bush like they ain’t fanned out
Now he tough as hell, when it was war he weren’t staying out
Why you wanna be into it with me knowing you be xanned out
These niggas bitches, act like killers with their dreads down
Act like he ain’t snitching when he walks pass with his head down
All the crimes committed around this bitch, it’s going fed now
I don’t want no bitch who don’t want no bag, these hoes be laying around
You’d think it’s racism the way I hate niggas when they around
Ima tilt my hat to the real ones, who stand out
How you talking bout one of your dawgs when he ain’t around
How he say he got us for life and he ain’t around
I don’t trust these bitches, I don’t spend the night, I take cautious
Tryna fill up my system with these drugs, I get nauseous
Walk around with my switch on me, I ain’t got time to be boxing
How you say you the big homie, them niggas ain’t take no charges
Fuck them niggas I’m Durk regardless