Pryde - U2 lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] He say, she say, but he she don't do I can't do what they want, I got nothin' to prove Shut hold them lips up, I can't give a f** about you (Real sh**, real) If he hate me, and she hate me, well... [Verse 1] Back with another, another whack track from the gutter Hate to kiss up your sister and smack up your brother, the badman, puttin' you to sleep with the sandman and raw Van Damme Super kickin' on b**hes, and I ain't even got remorse for the public, roll to the club on a horse and of course b**hes love it Pop a cork and more stupid drunk, your lady's laid out, I ain't even gotta to force to f** her (She want me) Straight from the depths of the basement, still hold the title of Toronto's own wasteman, and I ain't gotta say sh** All this money got me thinkin' 'bout gettin' a vacation, but I stay here, I can't slow down the work flow, my whole clique on work mode I used to eat ramen noodles when I slept on the couch, now I eat ramen noodles in a silk robe, let 'em know [Pre-Chorus] He say, she say, but he she don't do I can't do what they want, I got nothin' to prove Shut hold them lips up, I can't give a f** about you If he hate me, and she hate me, well... [Chorus] f** you too, f** you too, can't give a f** about you, yeah f** you too, f** you too, yeah homie, whatchu gon' do? Yeah, f** you too, f** you too, old, present, or brand new Yeah, f** you too, yeah, f** you too, f** you too [Verse 2] Now when I say, I said I wanted to be great Two bedroom apartment, mommy used to come home late She had three jobs, had to put food on that table, so every single day I wake, I'd tell myself I'm gon' make it I can't lie, I can't fib, come to the crib, let me show you how I live Tryna get a mink [?] that's pink like '02 Cameron, mashed potatoes and marinated salmon on my plate, I'm straight I work hard, I play the hardest, let the kid just kick in the base retarded, f** a verse, let the hook go bonkers, god damn! [Pre-Chorus] He say, she say, but he she don't do I can't do what they want, I got nothin' to prove Shut hold them lips up, I can't give a f** about you If he hate me, and she hate me, well... [Chorus] f** you too, f** you too, can't give a f** about you, yeah f** you too, f** you too, yeah homie, whatchu gon' do? Yeah, f** you too, f** you too, old, present, or brand new Yeah, f** you too, yeah, f** you too, f** you too [Outro] When I was younger, I used to think that I needed you, I needed you (f** you too) When I grew up and I noticed that sh** was stupid, and y'all can't do sh** (f** you too) I used to wait outside of the party 'till I figured out that I didn't get invited, so I threw my own *f** you too) Now these people from my town want to claim me, like "Man I used to be his friend" f** you boy You crazy