Sylvan LaCue - f** You Mean lyrics

[Verse 1] Little one Seventeen gunning for the number one One year later went back to the slums sh** f**ed up I tell my truth, no gavel, let it unravel Spit it from my heart watch my words travel Might feel fowl on the outside I was in the car, points on the board Never kept score Na**ir told me the world is yours Before Scarface earned my applause These raw cats better than a Dave Chappelle skit Pray you felt it, ways is Celtic My spirit is warrior This is a story of Miami's Prodigious told by according to Me and my vicious, so sit back and listen and Don't you dare turn off your screen?!? [Hook] f** you mean? Must be something up your noggin sh**! The f** is up with you clocking Get your hands up out of my pocket! f** you mean? Must be out your mind or retarded sh**! Tryna stop what we started Ain't no need to trick if we got it! f** you mean? And we be going, going And we be going, going And we be going where nobody's ever gone before f** you mean? And we be going, going And we be going, going And we be going where nobody's ever gone before f** you mean? [Verse 2] (Damn right I got it, yeah Damn right I got it, yeah) Please stop f**ing around Blast off, b**h a**es better back off Talk that talk from a gla** jar Better watch your bait like hats off The realness turn kings from the ragdolls Face left half off, true flame am I looking Visioning 'bout a knife on Bruce Wayne But that's just how I do mayne No guarantee apparently, sh** That ain't never been a care to me Imma get mine, bystanders who care to see can be a Witness for the heir to be Cause' I swear out to the heavens Man, my life is too prophetic Trying to tell me otherwise ain't wise, you might as well forget it I, seen it before, n***a the tales been told Under pressure, sell your soul Gain the world just to lose yourself But the world is mine, just gotta prove myself, huh Never been a slow type, nah Way too many of them faux nights With no meals to fill up, might have k**ed us If not, only push the fight to build up That's right, my circle is smaller than ever Divided the haters with righteous endeavors So whenever fellas come jealous like I ain't put none of this sh** here together, man [Hook] [Verse 3] Amazing, uh uh, so amazing, uh uh With no persuasion, did it on my own never needed vindication All started from a little bit of ventilation, patience Watch my tone, never flagrant, basic Rumbling my affiliation, dreams of getting out of my mother's city basement Ready to quit it, get in the middle of a spaceship, fly out Dreaming of better for me and my n***as why doubt Music is everything and everything that I've got Eye on it every other minute like a cyclops Took a minute just to get a pair hightops So why stress on what I got? Haters never get a feeling, I'm an icebox Maybach, snow O's, stunting on a white yacht That's what my future holds No f**ing with groupie hoes NEATO nation 'til I die But you should already know Pride, like I never been ahead before Like a brother never really been in bed before Won't stop 'til I'm rolling on the block, no drop And everybody around like there he go! Huh, there he go, but I know myself I'm never satisfied Motivated by god, giving a lavish life Feel the chance is out here, yes indeed Look around and it's all I see Bunch of fools who wanna see me bleed But I wish you well and hope you succeed Still got love for you G [Hook]