The Middle Finger

Now one of the services you provide is giving them something to talk about

Let 'em talk It makes 'em happy it makes 'em feel good
They don't believe half the shit they say

People wanna talk Yeah it's fun to talk

Hate to be the bearer of bad news
But I can't move with too many rap dudes
I respect dudes from my double M crew
But I'm just not that dude hanging on to who's who's and such
Cash rule for some got room for none
Can't fool with niggas who put the rumors up
Wanted to quit rap music sucks
But couldn't run a 4 2 so with you I'm stuck
Went in the booth truth the only tool I trust
And that's sayin' a lot cause Pro Tools be stuck
You grindin' hot they wanna be cool with yah
They're like consignment shops they're old news to us

Society I trip 'em

Aye well look now

I got to be the realest

Aye well look now
Society I trip 'em

Aye well look now

Should follow no nigga

Just the god inside of my mirror

F**k you leave me alone aye well look now
F**k you leave me alone aye well look now
F**k you leave me alone aye well look now
F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone
Fightin' for my respect receive it or nothin' else
Preachin' and geekin' I kinda think that I'm Malcolm X
MDMA in my juice jaws tired and thru
Now I'm sweatin' cause the bitches they perspired me to
Are you judgin' me now Do you f**k with me now
Miscarried my first child ain't finna come out
F**k the therapy route where the syrup and loud
Blue 30 come around there's the smile
Opiated could show up later with more elation
All my bitches say Take it easy enjoy the paper
Try to be with the people see what I'm fightin'
Them inner demons and how it was eatin' me while I be in Vegas
Yeah life a gamble anyway jo
Pop a perc I could merk through the pain though
Mind bills pilin' up drop a single
Thrill's all gone when that mothaf**kin' fame go
Ever seen a mix J Cole and Django
Educated shit but he whip like he ain't though
Black bitches say my shit is so graceful

White bitches barely know me up in Graystone
Society I trip 'em

Aye well look now
I got to be the realest

Aye well look now
Society I trip 'em

Aye well look now

Should follow no nigga

Just the god inside of my mirror

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone
F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone

F**k you leave me alone
F**k you leave me alone