Breeze - f** Y'all lyrics

[Intro] I'm so turned up right now, I'm on way past ten Think we made it though, we almost made it though [Bridge] For anybody ever sh**ted on your dreams – f** y'all Hating n***as that was on your team – f** y'all b**hes that was caught up in the scene – f** y'all Now everybody say the same thing – f** y'all [Verse 1] Been down this block before, I use to hustle on it frequently Been working like a slave, tryna make sure all my peoples eat Last year you wouldn't speak to me, but now you wanna freak with me But I'ma still accept the p**y, cause it's just the creep in me I do a lot of sh** that I won't rap on, cause it's in the streets It's morals over money, and it's silence over secrecy Damn, how you just gon' act like I finna make it? I'm thirsty on the ground, like big homie on that spaceship, yeah [Hook] I'm so turned up right now, I'm on way past ten But I still gotta ways to go, we gotta ways to go, yeah I'm so turned up right now, where should I begin? I think we made it though, we almost made it though, yeah [Verse 2] I'm so close I can taste it and I'm not even wasted Say what's up to my cult, we here to lead you out the matrix We get gear by the cases, you still stuck on that fake sh** I roll the blunt and face it, cause I just couldn't take it This sh** don't even make sense, how could you even hate this? But I guess I should thank them, cause that's just motivation When I get an ovation, them goofies ain't gon' say sh** Except congratulations, it's funny, cause it's crazy Like them n***as that was hating on your way up Just know they gotta see you on their way down, straight up And in the stereo, the only way that you can play us It's Treated undefeated, and we comin' for them majors, b**h [Hook] [Verse 3: Chance the Rapper] Touchdown, who you gon' trust now? When you blow, spontaneous-ly combust now Now they wanna f** now, like you give a f** now You use to be an unknown, but now you one of us now Go ahead and turn up, n***a, turn up And all them brain cells, getting burnt up In a furnace, don't concern us With them problems of tommorow is a journey, turn up [Hook]