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d. smiley - fuck ya feelings lyrics

[verse 1: d. smiley]
long ago i thought these lames would have got the f-cking message
all that politicking’s pointless, you question it’s f-cking you then
i just hope you understand i’m going to live that life i’ve dreamed about
main chick by my side, naked maids cleaning up our dream house
but the story continues i’m trying to live off these shows
rocking other major cities, first thing i needs the best douj
ain’t worried bout a lot of groupie girls, everywhere i’m at i’m with kinfolk
and getting caught up in some drama leads to loss of love and going broke
neither is option i stay needing that support
from the ones i love and trust and so rents in first of the month
patience is a b-tch when n-ggas get pampered by other n-ggas
and all that other n-gga wants is to be the one running n-ggas
i spit my game, talk my sh-t, hit the booth, make a hit
and let it be known that you ain’t f-cking with my clique
man i spit my game, talk my sh-t, hit the booth, make a hit
ain’t worried bout y’all, just macbroadz family and getting paper b-tch

[hook: d. smiley]
a lot cats be hating
on the shine we be getting
but instead of that why don’t just gon’ and roll with us
(naw)
last thing we needs around a whole bunch of phonies
trying to play us for nothing
hate the at the looks we getting, f-ck ya feelings
a lot cats be hating
on the shine we be getting
but instead of that why don’t just gon’ and roll with us
(naw)
last thing we needs around a whole bunch of phonies
trying to play us for nothing
hate the at the looks we getting, f-ck ya feelings

[verse 2: rick blaine]
n-gga f-ck yo feelings, n-gga f-ck yo thoughts
yall to blame for me acting up, its yalls fault
see us getting on, oh, now they want to talk
h-ll naw we ain’t smoking out, get lost
i started from the bottom, no really, like for real
give me a year and half and i bet i seal a deal
i see them in they feelings, look like they want to squeal
that drink got them singing, singing like they seal
mean mugs, dirty looks, performance got them shook
taking these lames to school but they never read they books
they want to bite my style, they want to watch me
they want to hold me back, they trying to block me
but i’m on offense, runningback, i run it back
mention me on twitter, bro, but watch who you coming at
i’m out the box, jack
call me the bread winner
n-gga this that golden child, n-gga this that rightful sinner
sw-ng

[hook]

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