Lyrics Nothing Back - B3ric

You know what?
Sometimes I look back at my past
The amount of parties I could have been invited too
The amount of friends I could've gotten
But sometimes I look at it even more
And realize I don't give a fuck
Would I take it back to try and get invited
Fuck no look where I am now bitch

He's sitting in his own room
Not going to the parties with the shroom
Instantly sees girls pics on instagram
Wondering with my own fucks why they dont give a damn
I'm getting at you cucks back once and for good
I don't even care if you even give your midgets some wood
I don't care how you see me as a friend
You guys have left me in a den
You guys put me down when I use my time that I spend
Its my time to fire back with this oven I rise
Unless you wanna sit down and start to cry
Yeah I don't care anyone just go and sob
For making jabs about me not having a job
Bitch I stay up many nights for this rap
You don't know how I feel can't afford no nap
I get 3 hours of sleep before school
You don't know what this has cost, you fool
On G-O-D I hate all my so called D-O-Gs
I can't wait til I become bigger bitch please
To tha Fluke that messes around named Luke
Doesn't know to not mess with the nuke
And fuck off about how I look when you ain't it
I don't give two shits, I just wanna hit
You guys are hating and calling my last cuts cringe
Bitches even if you come stabbing with the syringe
I will still continue thrive alive and well
Even if you make me sick so Imma drop a Game 5
I would tell you to suck my dick
But you can't even get me with a low blow
All the haters need to grow up
Because I never bomb but I always blow up
Like vietnam
I can go slow mo or I can speed up my flow
But no matter what I throw it down like Antetokounmpo
I always shoot for the stars which means I must go past mars
This is the ceiling I set
But is not the feeling I get
When I am stuck in space and no ones here to increase my pace
I already have my shoes in their lace
I just brought this hog into my studio place
Because Imma grab it and go ham
And this music is like a Space Jam
And these idiots try to eat this up but they just choke
I'm not planning on someone soakin me like a cig
Then wanting some smoke
Bitch don't double cross my way
I can see through your shit with my x-ray
And even when you get to think
I still see this shit when I blink
You don't need a pill to go after me
I am an ant hill but your recognition
Is gonna make everest outta me that's called switchin'
Like a light I am going off and don't even be a troller
Because your not gonna want to play with me like a broken controller
I can now stop talking about my greatness
Because I am still gonna be called a mess
By the media but they are gonna need a searcher
In the cult that is called cancel culture
But why, it's just so they can try to get their own scout
But getting you stuck in my brain will make you want out
If you critique me you better be better
And mean every letter
And I mean everything of all my shit
And I mean it when I get lit without the bong
And I mean the song even when I am called wrong
All because I said the word to a ding and a dong
And I couldn't make my own beats and everyone played silly like putty
But they can't even compete even after I study
It's hard to get the girls that have rode
When they complain about the dress code
That's a turn off but I turn back in bumpin' mode
Never knew a flow could create cries
Talk shit about me I won't defend or apologize
Fire right back with my arms of flames
I have to Sit hearing their names
Because I can't stand this shit
This song isn't for you it is for me I don't want to rest
Because I got this anger and revenge all on my chest
I can't let anyone get above me physically, mentally
I'm not here to fight no rally
But believe me I've been through the ringer
Even now its still been a linger
But that's probably because the problem
Is such a bother
I'm not doing this for the attention but to get away from my mother
I ain't being stern for the entertainment I am doing this so you learn
So I can stop being burned
Now you know I turn and how I steer
But just riding makes me want to hit a deer
With my fellow students cooked in the bent grill
I can see it now they start to leech me off
But I won't take it when they try'n speech me off
So I can teach em off
And they'll claim I tried to get each off
They'll say I offend but I go offensive
And honestly I'm sick of going off
I'm not gonna let someone who's soften rest on my coffin

Fuck it and fuck you