F**k The Worl (feat. Tiggs Da Author and Kojey Radical)
Praises be to the most high
For giving us these opportunities
I still tried to keep my promises
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me (Uh)
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
(Fuck the world)
Uh
I don't wanna trap no more
I keep having flashbacks to the feds kicking off my door
My probation officer's still power tripping
Google tryna read my mind with these algorithms, see how I'm living
Everything you see is a distraction
Tryna concentrate but I'm reading someone's caption, it's madness
Free, free the gang, I miss my bros
Fam, I'm way too down to earth for these materialistic hoes
Unemployment's at its highest and it's only getting worse
Guess a nigga gotta get a job in the metaverse
These niggas got the brain of a chimp, we ain't got freedom of speech
Soon we won't be able to think, it's mad
Been a bad day, the sky's mad grey
I ain't got no weed, so I'm digging through the ashtray
Plus all these niggas tryna fuck my girl
Got me screaming out
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
(Fuck the world)
Shoes off before you come in the house
They don't wanna hug my mother when I'm smelling of loud
They don't wanna tell my bruddas what's been getting me down
Cause one overreaction, that's another man down
One thing after the other, my angels keeping me covered
Middle finger to the system, they wicked and never loved us
Like how you gonna judge us for keeping food in the cupboard
It was best to mind your business before you run into obbo
Nobody keeping you coddled, what else
So had to thug it, had beef
Had to dun it, that karma keeping me up when I sleep
Had the keep the piece on me for a moment of peace
I can't say they'll never get me, pray they miss when they reach
They don't wanna die local, 'nother name in the crowd
Had an older, heard them say, "What you give, you get out
Book-smart 'til they booked him, he may never get out
Now every visitation you say
Fuck the world
Ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh
(Pull up, Show N Prove like my producer)
For giving us these opportunities
I still tried to keep my promises
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me (Uh)
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
(Fuck the world)
Uh
I don't wanna trap no more
I keep having flashbacks to the feds kicking off my door
My probation officer's still power tripping
Google tryna read my mind with these algorithms, see how I'm living
Everything you see is a distraction
Tryna concentrate but I'm reading someone's caption, it's madness
Free, free the gang, I miss my bros
Fam, I'm way too down to earth for these materialistic hoes
Unemployment's at its highest and it's only getting worse
Guess a nigga gotta get a job in the metaverse
These niggas got the brain of a chimp, we ain't got freedom of speech
Soon we won't be able to think, it's mad
Been a bad day, the sky's mad grey
I ain't got no weed, so I'm digging through the ashtray
Plus all these niggas tryna fuck my girl
Got me screaming out
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
Fuck the world (World)
Ain't done much for me
Hope it's all a dream
'Cause pain is all I feel
(Fuck the world)
Shoes off before you come in the house
They don't wanna hug my mother when I'm smelling of loud
They don't wanna tell my bruddas what's been getting me down
Cause one overreaction, that's another man down
One thing after the other, my angels keeping me covered
Middle finger to the system, they wicked and never loved us
Like how you gonna judge us for keeping food in the cupboard
It was best to mind your business before you run into obbo
Nobody keeping you coddled, what else
So had to thug it, had beef
Had to dun it, that karma keeping me up when I sleep
Had the keep the piece on me for a moment of peace
I can't say they'll never get me, pray they miss when they reach
They don't wanna die local, 'nother name in the crowd
Had an older, heard them say, "What you give, you get out
Book-smart 'til they booked him, he may never get out
Now every visitation you say
Fuck the world
Ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh
(Pull up, Show N Prove like my producer)
Credits
Writer(s): Ellis Taylor, Adam Simon, Courtney Freckleton, Eliot Peter Philip Dubock, Amponsah Kwadwo Adu Genfi
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