K. Carmichael - F*ck N*ggas lyrics

Pre Hook: Some n***as I never trust call em f** n***as Never coming up n***as/Down on they luck n***as Ride in the truck/Right beside undercover n***as On the other side/But they lie they ya brother n***as Verse 1: Slide in the homicide city in the night time Out for the money no pity when it's grind time Blind spots checking for the blinky lights Pinky bright 50 nights 50 flights Ricky like Sickly type Strictly white Get it right I get it Legendary Did it by my damn self Ain't sh** hereditary Pay in the cemetery Juice 10 before that Tryna stay where money be Jail I ain't going back f** n***as Shots fired Who he throw em at Send shots at n***as who don't rap to throw em back I be Grinding trap To provide me a stack With about 20 racks And I strategize my plans Just to get them rubber bands If you ain't lived this street life it's hard to understand Speak in code on the phone Stay alone I don't trust n***as On the late night Eyes out for fu*k ni**aS Hook: fu*k ni**aS 4X Skit audio Verse 2 Late night in the trap baggin' thinking of a million Back to back backwoods Tryna ease that gutter feeling Spot jumpin' No fronting n***as they ain't coming back Hard to trust ya own in these streets that's the sadder facts They be scheming trying to gather facts Praying on ya downfall Begging for a start up pack Part of that gone Trynta ball for these b**hes Then the sh** start getting slow/watch the way them n***as switch up They some fu*k ni**aS Every year I cut em off They ain't cut up from the cloth With the DNA of boss They some fu*k ni**aS Don't get caught up in the floss Or the chains that I truck n***a Still gon' be a fu*k ni**a fu*k ni**aS Hard to be a city general Read between the lines of the messages they sending you Make it real hard to trust n***a Even n***a who made this beat Is just a fu*k ni**a fu*k ni**aS