Fuck With Us, Felly Fell

[Hook: Julius] Come and fuck with us, Felly Fell, yeah DJ Felly Fell Don't just spin records off the niggas who got record sales Fuck with us, Felly Fell, yeah DJ Felly Fell Sleeping on our music is like sleeping on a bed of nails Hold on, it's a lot of DJ's we ain't fucking with If they play some real shit, then they get off our "Fuck 'Em" list I think it's programmed, directors don't like true MCs You might not wanna say it, but nigga, I know you agree [Verse 1] If you from the West Coast, let me tell niggas this You go outta state to push a record, well nigga it's Hard, radio stations expressing their sentiments First question asked, "Is this Felly Fell spinnin' it?" Now they feel like you don't have no support from your home That's the shit I don't like, that's the shit I don't do Shoe Gang have the kind of rhymes fans stand behind Expanding our brand in a short span of time But if you not pushing that Amanda Bynes, you a man in a bind You don't have the racks to give your tracks some shine I mean to pay for airplay, I'm fly as paper airplanes But I don't have a dime, so I don't have the time To stop and smell dandelions, nigga I have to grind I'm on that early Clipse shit, Pusha T and Malice grinding To me, paying for airplay is asinine And I'm too legit to quit, been rapping since Hammer's time Your neighborhood might be a nice scene but pan to mine And niggas throw up their hands in signs, look like pantomimes So saying "Fuck DJ's" is what I like to say Stop me from gettin' rich, homie, I feel some type of way [Hook]