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letra de fed up - youngboixander

fed up lyrics
[intro:youngboixander]
i’m so sorry

i’m so sorry

im so sorry

for this

i can’t do this sh-t anymore

[chorus:youngboixander]
i’m so fed up with the people wanting more from me
(i’m so fed up fed up fed up)
i can’t deal with the gossip
and all the press releases
(all the press)
i’m tired of the bullsh-t
that i get from the streets
(that i get)
how bout i push yo top back
my boi will k!ll you for free
(bow bow bow bow)

[verse 1:youngboixander]
they don’t like my music
they don’t like my new sh-t
they don’t like my old
(they don’t like it)
(wha wha wha wha)
they don’t like me
they don’t like who i am
they don’t like my clothes
(they don’t like it)
(wha wha wha wha)
they don’t like friends
they don’t like my fam
they don’t like my hoes
(they don’t like it)
(wha wha wha wha)
they don’t like i’m vamp
they wanna k!ll xan
they wanna steal my flows
(they wanna k!ll me)
(wha wha wha wha)
forge my name
for some fame
ybx extortion
these fake ass hoes
rather do that
(yea)
(wha wha wha wha)
then worry bout there own priorities
(of course they would)
(wha wha wha wha)
they flex they wealth
cause the daddy got a porsche
(skart)
(wha wha wha wha)
i’ll crash that m-f-‘
burn our bridges
shoot yo lawyer
(wha wha wha wha)
mob ties homixide
where you been
(homixide homixide)
(wha wha wha wha)
m-m-mafia
long time resident
(resident)
(wha wha wha wha)
flood the wrist
char a check
g6 to germany
(take a g6)
(wha wha wha wha)
bad b-tch
got the watch lookin president
(rollie wrist)
(wha wha wha wha)
so much power
we bonnie and clyde
time piece look like the reagan’s
(time piece)
(wha wha wha wha)
they steal my clout
then have the nerve to say to
learn some patience
(learn some)
(wha wha wha wha)
b-tch i’ve been in the back
i’ll get yo ass whacked
i’m at the point of ragin
(bow bow bow bow)
(wha wha wha wha)
i can’t do this sh-t no more
i’m really starting to hate it
(woah)
(wha wha wha wha)
i’m really not what they thought tho
they expected way less than what they got ho
i run this b-tch pockets greased
i feel like i’m el chapo
ride round with a thot inside of a tahoe
surrounded by snipers
and guards i feel like i’m pablo

[chorus:youngboixander]
i’m so fed up with people wanting more from me
(i’m so fed up)
i can’t deal with the gossip
and all the press releases
(all the press)
i’m tired of the bullsh-t
that i get from the streets
(that i get)
how bout i push yo top back
my boi will k!ll you for free
(graw graw graw)

[verse 2:youngboixander]
you made this monster
you made this mess
what did you expect
(what did you expect)
(wha wha wha wha)
did you think i would stay silent
never talk like
you could pay me another check
b-tch
(go pay it)
(wha wha wha wha)
go ahead say i’m so reckless
(woah oh)
(wha wha wha wha)
i know they will
say i’m mean
say i’m insensitive
(of course)
(wha wha wha wha)
if i can’t be myself then who am i
(who am i these days)
(wha wha wha wha)
cut the cameras so i can fake a smile
(fake a fake)
(wha wha wha wha)
it’s more important that i make air time
(hol up wha)
(yea)
(wha wha wha wha)
sorry let me just live this life of lies
(hol up hol up hol up)
(wha wha wha wha)
so the audience can just live off the high
(wha wha wha wha)
i can’t do this sh-t anymore
(woah)
(i can’t)
(wha wha wha wha)
i can’t do this sh-t anymore
(wha wha wha wha)
what happened to being real
(what happened)
(wha wha wha wha)
what happened to how i feel
(what happened)
(wha wha wha wha)
apparently that sh-t went out the window
(hol up hol up hol up)
(wha wha wha wha)
and i ain’t even sign a deal
eff it
i don’t care bout none of you guys
(ion care)
(wha wha wha wha)
i’m cuttin the loose ends
gettin rid of all my ties
(ima get rid of ‘em)
(wha wha wha wha)
oh you think of been cold
b-tch that’s me being nice
(yea)
(yea wha)
(wha wha wha wha)

[outro:youngboixander]
turn the thermostat down
veins ice
____ the fans b-tch
i’m doublin my price
they didn’t like it the first time
so i did the sh-t twice
b-tch gimme the pipe
i’m going bad b-tch
worse than i’ve ever been
canada goose in the netherlands
i’ll do this sh-t just for the h-ll of it
charge double for what they sellin it
murder the irrelevants
give the media all my negligence
bow down on one knee to me just like i’m kaepernick
rats served to my cats
i’ll put you in a casket
if i find out that you’ve been tellin sh-t
i hate these lil triflin b-tches
if i said sorry to you i didn’t ever mean it
they say that i’m outta pocket
that i’m toxic
say i’m back up on my mean sh-t
yea well b-tch i’m back up on my mean sh-t
m-f-‘ beat it
kick rocks straight to the streets b-tch
i’ll kick you to the curb
and beat yo t–th in
cause at this point
at this point
i’m so done with this
i’m so fed up
i’m so done with this
i’m so fed up
i’m so done with this
oh i am

- youngboixander

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