Fuck Your Feelings

[Verse 1] They needed proof I aced the test Niggas just wanna see me depressed Go so hard I can't even rest Fuck this shit who needs success I'm falling back, carry the weight of the world on my back Trying to figure out where the real niggas at They don't even know where in the world I'm at and they penny me I'm in Amsterdam, I'm in Italy Just left Sudan I'm in Sicily I kill these niggas consistently The only thing left alive is chivalry But I don't do women, I don't do children Y'all do condos, I do buildings Cook beef and y'all dudes grillin' Novocaine nigga fuck your feelings Come through, through the mood ceilin' These niggas like, "He's mood killin'" I'm panorama, y'all hand to hand And I own the spot, I'm through dealin' I'm through dealin' Cause y'all ain't through squealin' Y'all tin man, you couldn't buy a heart But we die hard, nigga Bruce Willis I'm the true realness They want sense of me though? I die for my ego I'm on some Emmett Till shit [Hook] Lean hard, brim tilted Money long like I'm Conrad Hilton Purest coke like it's Brita filtered I said it before nigga, fuck your feelings Fuck your feelings Fuck Your feelings [Verse 2] You wanted the proof son is the truth My floors your ceiling the sun is my roof Your guns go pap my shits go boom Picture me runnin' from you Tell me the game that you're runnin' Knowing you're paraplegic Knowing as soon as you see me you run in your house All y'all doing is runnin' your mouth The shit y'all talkin' has got to stop You sound like one big paradox If y'all got 15 minutes of fame Then my shit a 24 hour clock, gots Niggas tryna plot Haters on the watch Followin' a whip So i gotta spin this shit around the block Till it end up dead When a gun go pop What the nigga Puff said Can't stop won't stop Mo' money mo' problems yeah i gotta whole lot Girls lovin' my flash like a photo op Got 'em waiting in line if she try to act up I cut that bitch like photoshop Shit I'm the shit Like porta pots I order drops Just so I could ignore the lots [Hook]