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letra de fuck it tho - g herbo

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[intro]
i’ve just been waking up to all my problems and sh-t
just like f-ck it, f-ck everything
not even on no nonchalant sh-t. just like alright, i’m a let life deal with itself (f-ck that sh-t man)
i ain’t forcing sh-t (you know)
it is what it is
& everything happens for a reason if you ask me
g herbo, check it

[verse 1]
life priceless, life precious
100 f-ck ups from my decisions taught life lessons
it ain’t genuine & authentic. no i don’t respect it
if that man action raises suspicion, don’t neglect it
translate my situation so you get the messages
let it digest
you might just feel the anger in my chest
so much stress
i just play my game like chess
stay humble and bless
god handle the rest, but i still keep the weapon on me
none the less
so i’m i still able to say i’m watch by the eyes of the lord?
might as well put up a fight if i’m gon die by the sword
it’s roll or get rolled over and the street choice is yours
that’s the drama i been tryna avoid
but f-ck it though

[hook]
blew a quarter ticket ‘fore i turned 20, f-ck it though
f-ck up 20, 30 grand wit my mans, f-ck it though
and of course i’ve seen my last, bounce back like f-ck it though
tryna run my bands up and always go f-cking broke
my mother ran them bills alone like ak but f-ck it though
20, 30k a show did 8 straight got 30 more
making love to the money, count it up and f-cked it though
and she say she like me as a person, i don’t trust her though

[verse 2]
spend a check like f-ck it though
but i can’t lie, i love it though
had 200, made 250, got 300 more
started rapping i was 15, i was 18 on the road
i remember i had funny money, it was running low
i can’t lie on any track i rap, no i’m not one of those
it was nice thought to myself i felt like i was running cold
mama bills and auntie bills, still in the field, not in the hills
how the f-ck i’m feeling broke? & i just did a 100 shows
spend nights in the trap selling c-ke
making diamonds in the hood wrapping soap
i’m just tryna re-up f-ck it though
i’m just tryna be up f-ck it though
and my grandmom died a year ago before she did i remember she told me
“go platinum, we don’t do gold” now my heart so cold
and my concerts sold n-gg-

[hook]
blew a quarter ticket fore i turned 20, f-ck it though
f-ck up 20, 30 grand wit my mans, f-ck it though
and of course i’ve seen my last, bounce back like f-ck it though
tryna run my bands up and always go f-cking broke
my mother ran them bills alone like ak but f-ck it though
20, 30k a show did 8 straight got 30 more
making love to the money, count it up and f-cked it though
and she say she like me as a person, i don’t trust her though

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