Fed Up

Brockk Tha Kidd

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Right here, Yeah, aye, look

I'm on the grind like a skater
I get the paper see you later
Rolling papers with flavors
That money be my motivator
You with phonies and fakers
I'm with the ballers and players
I got it on my own so I ain't doin no favors
A paper chaser money maker made it outta the trailer
I'm in LA I'm from the bay so I been bringing the flavor
A young white boy still keeping it gangster
And I ain't banging I just know my way around what I'm sayin
Only good Cali Kush in my j when I'm blazing
Or dabbing wax I got the sauce just for your information
I'm coming up pull up higher than angels
I kill shit from every angle
That's why they angry with me

Yeah Stop playin wit me
I'm off the Jaeger stop playing with me
Stop playing bruhh
I'm a player stop playing with me
Yo, aye, aye, aye

The price just went up
Bitch I'm fed up
I'm so sick might need to get a check up
Check us
Do what I want we really next up
Best up
And I'm takin all bets bruhh
Come get some money with some money hungry motha fuckas
I'm dabbing honey feeling lovely than a motha fucka
They wanna f*ck with us them suckas duckas when we come up
Back when it was CGS no one wanna run up
Got love for all my brothas
Momma was that motha fucka
Everyday at the trap selling what we wanna
Doin what we wanna
Smoking what we wanna
In the back serving crack smoking marijuana
I pull up on you got medical I'm like the doctor
Smoking ganja like a Rastas I'm drinking and eating pasta
I don't want the vodka need the gin in my lemonada
If I'm chillin' poolside a Corona not Michelada's bitch

Stop playing with me
I said y'all need to stop playing with me
Yeah, yeah, look, yeah

I got a bag on me
I never lag homie
I'm cooking up like the kitchen I'm in the lab homie
You smoking swag homie
I'm tokin dabs homie
I'm in the back with the real ones with the cats homie
J cats where I'm from we hate that
Make raps all about the cash I'm here to take that
Face facts I'm the realist and you ain't that
Mf's talking like they know me time to face facts
J cats where I'm from we hate that
Make raps all about the cash I'm here to take that
Face facts I'm the realist and you ain't that
Motha fuckas talking like they know me time to face facts

Yeah, uhh-ahh
You little bitch haha

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Written by: Brock Howard Jr

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