Cruel Intentions

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it...
 I'm leave it like that 'cause I ain't doing shit for a bitch again
 Been there (been there), done that (done that), fuck it (fuck it), yeah yeah
 I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all putting work in
 You wanna make money? Man that's so ironic
 Pass me the gun, I'm shooting up
 Get out the way or you're fucked
 You're fake as hell and I had enough
 The Reaper's here and I'm tired as fuck
 You can't just think that I'm gon' take your shit
 We've been tied up, lied to
 I ain't trying to hear no more of that shit
 Man shut the hell up I've had a long ass day
 You don't put no food in this bitch
 Always trying to find a night, real shit, I ain't slept in a year
 Trying to stay cool but I always get mad then I end up here
 Shit, sometimes a nigga even end up in jail
 Fucking with you I fell, my heaven on earth is just hell
 But it's too late the ships have sailed
 If it's time to die then farewell, see your asses in Hell
 I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doing shit for a bitch again
 Been there (been there), done that (done that), fuck it (fuck it), yeah yeah
 I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all putting work in
 You wanna make money? Man that's so ironic
 Pass me the gun, I'm shooting up
 Get out the way or you're fucked
 You're fake as hell and I've had enough
 The Reaper's here and I'm tired as fuck
 I know you don't care 'cause you're looking right past me
 The voice inside me is telling me to run
 Would you're life be better if you people never met me?
 Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb
 I know you don't care 'cause you're looking right past me
 The voice inside me is telling me to run
 Would you're life be better if you people never met me?
 Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb
 I know you don't care 'cause you're looking right past me
 I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doing shit for a bitch again
 Been there (been there), done that (done that), fuck it (fuck it), yeah yeah
 I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all putting work in
 Pass me the gun, I'm shooting up
 Get out the way or you're fucked
 You're fake as hell and I've had enough
 The Reaper's here and I'm tired as fuck