Ro Ransom - No f**s Given lyrics

[Verse 1: Ro Ransom] n***as hate themselves so they'll find a way to hate you Kids used to pick on me and now I dress better than they do Anyone who ain't about a dollar will get phased through Never sell your soul no matter how much that it pays you It's lonely at the top, this is unusual sh** Girls tell me all the things they wanna do to my dick Excuse me but my swag is through the roof in this b**h Wake up to cash like every day I lose a tooth in this b**h Ro Ransom snapback, I'm f**ing bringing rap back Queen with an Ace, my b**h is 21 like blackjack Lightskinned from Dyckman, you know I'm trying to crack that Man I love the dark, I'm bout to paint my room matte black You probably hear me rap half hearted Cause I don't like rap anyway; I'm just trying to get my wrestling career started Your newest idol, somebody help me I'm losing my vitals Best rapper alive, but I'm suicidal [Hook] You know I'm one of one, they can copy what I've done But there's no one who can do what I do Hoes tell me they love me I hope you understand That I just don't give a f** about you I just don't give a f** [Verse 2: Ro Ransom] Your new girl is my ex calibur, Liam Neeson My last sh** was too good, I might re-release it I'm too talented for rappers just to be at peace with I'm too real for these b**hes not to need to sleep with I've got expensive a** jeans I'm nothing like what you've seen It's like I walked right up out a dream And I've been grinding since a teen I'm a real New York n***a, I'm so Upper West Side Put a bacon egg and cheese in my casket when I die All these actors do is lie, and I can't forget my Houston brothers My new girls is so hipster like acoustic covers No Givenchy, no Jordans, sue me Affiliated with Goonies cause my life's a f**ing movie, uh Slow motion walking silent through a sea of flames You n***as ain't on my level, b**h I beat the game [Hook] [Verse 3: Ro Ransom] I don't believe in love, pay no mind to what a ho says I just wanna s**t, then maybe watch George Lopez Right now that's my favorite show; I really like the episode Where George's wife bends over trying to seduce the cable guy These rappers can't f** with Yote dog but they can try The truth is, y'all sh** out of luck like it's eight plus five f** with me I swear I'll make it hard to stay alive Y'all pay to perform, I get paid to arrive My new chick Italian, body like a Stallion She's thick, no Alan, I'm flyer than a falcon f** the music industry, y'all s** dick to be valid Cut the red meat out my budget, I need green in my salad Rap game bypa**, the landscape needs a tummy tuck I will k** any rapper put the money up I'm bringing change like a motherf**ing money truck Three split personalities and you can't f** with none of us [Hook] (So when you see me on the block with two Glocks Screaming f** the world like 2Pac Talking that sh** behind my back, dirty mackin' Telling your boys that I'm on crack So put my tape back on the rack Go run and tell your friends my sh** is wack But see me on the street and duck Cause you finna get stuck stole and snuffed) [Outro: Ro Ransom] Get with the movement or keep it moving Coyote Yakuza You're with me or you're against me Best rapper alive can't nobody touch this sh** I'm untouchable out this motherf**er Don Filippelli Fully automatic clips going right through your belly If I die, I die a legend Let these p**y a** n***as know it ain't no half stepping f** the rap game, Ro Ransom is the future Yote