Goodbye & Good Riddance!

F*ck you, nigga. You ain't shit. You ain't never gon' be shit You think you finna make it cause you rappin' now All you wanna do is make time for the fuckin' studio, but you don't wanna make time for me It's cool, cause that lil' rapping' shit that you doin' ain't gon' get you nowhere You can have this lil' rapping' shit, though. F*ck you, bitch-ass nigga I put my pain in it, I feel like Wayne with it Pass that lil' bitch to my brother, I let the gang hit it I gave a dick up off this perky and I made her sang If you don't know me, why the f*ck you speakin' on my name Ain't tryna kick it with these niggas, most these niggas lame I'm shootin' shit right from the logo, hoe I feel like Dame I put my thoughts up in these songs, tryna give them pain You in that rover, I'm at the range, I'm practicing aim Gotta get back on my pivot, said you love me, you kiddin Bitch, good band, and good riddance, I keep thumbing these digits All I want is the chicken, give a f*ck bout these bitches Who the f*ck is these niggas, act like they run shit My lil' niggas gun shit, don't try you done, bitch I don't need no pop', hoe just give me the wock Got my head dreadlock like I feel like a rockstar Pop addys, I don't pop bars, addys got me on the roof Made my heart bulletproof, yeah, I admit I used you Never thought that I would lose you, told them I'd change with that money And I be like, who you? Off the top, no ceiling Know a couple niggas dealing', most you niggas third wheelin I ain't got no feelings, good gas for the healing Ain't tryna f*ck, she ain't appealin', told her give me the top, she kneeling Won't give her my word, they squealin', nah, I can't do that Walk in they like, who that? Try me, we will do that try me we will do that Walk in they like, who that? Try me, we would do that Walk in they like, who that? Off the top, no ceiling Most you niggas third wheelin I ain't got no feelings, good gas for the healing