F**k You

You know what? I use to get really mad about hate comments
And I use to focus on them alot
So much that it would start to depress me
And make me be like, you know what
Fuck this, fuck these fucking people, I fucking hate 'em
And, it made me overlook the good comments, that people were leaving
I started realizing, that you know what, hate comments don't fucking get to me anymore
I've learned to take the hate comments and turn them into fuel

I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say, "Fuck you"
And, since you showin' so much love, let me show some back, too
Fuck You

I spent my whole life tryna be the nice guy
What that get me? Pats on the back, like nice try
Switchblade nigga stab me, in the backside
And critics say, can't say nigga, cracka, act right

No, maybe I'm a light-skin, black guy
Or, maybe, pastor should've drowned me, when he baptized
Fuck, these small fries, I ain't doin' no shows for free
Tell the devil suck my dick, he gotta sell his soul to me

Ooh, get a load of me, guess, I ain't a good Christian
Tryna follow Jesus, in the hood, with the sinners
Curses in the past, countin' blessings in the future
Tryna turn my setbacks, into Hallelujahs

Grew up like a screw up, just a juvenile delinquent
Cruisin', bumpin', Juvie, or some Jigga, Big Pimpin'
Now, people listen, dissin', tellin' me the shit they thinkin'
So, this one here for you, 'cause who am I to end tradition?

'Cause, I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say, "Fuck you"
And, since you showin' so much love, let me show some back, too
Fuck You

I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say, "Fuck you"
And, since you showin' so much love, let me show some love, too
Fuck You

I remember this one time in the winter
When I entered the world out my momma's placenta
Uh, ah, that's some gross stuff, yeah, fuck, I know
I'm so sick, of these assholes, think they could see through, assholes
Ain't my fault, I think a homophobic joke was made
Someone call, Sacramento right now and close the fuckin' state

We can't have rappers, yappin' 'bout buttholes, during our parade
But, it's okay to throw dildos like hand grenades at kids and wave
Hand grenades? That's a bit extreme, is it Queen?
'Cause, my mind is blown it all that you condone but call obscene

I just call it how I see it, not too many like me left
Man, what kind of world are we in never right, unless you left, I digress
I won't rest, until the press will never lie, well, looks like I'ma never die
Ha, go to hell, and ugly looks from girls, when I say hi
So, my middle fingers' high, bitch, bye

I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say, "Fuck you"
And, since you showin' so much love, let me show some back, too
Fuck You

I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say,"Fuck you"
I think people really love to say, "Fuck you"
And, since you showin' so much love, let me show some love, too
Fuck You