Ace Hood - 2 Fux lyrics
[Ace Hood - 2 Fux lyrics]
Beast (Renegade, renegade, renegade)
Uh, I wake up every mornin', thank God
Then I gotta get to it
I never had a role model
Money was the only influence
While they was talkin' 'bout it in the city
I was really out doin' it
Hundred bands I was 19 and
The man, I knew it, okay
That's around the time I shine
Had these niggas all hatin'
Same time I was grindin
' same time I was patient
You was standin' with your
Hand out waitin', yeah, yeah
I'ma keep it real
How it feel? I don't give 2 fucks
Count another bag on the road
I could never get enough
They wanna hang when I'm on
Where they were when the shit got tough?
And what a nigga think about me?
I don't give 2 fucks
You don't pay my bills, you
Don't feed my kids
Your opinion don't matter
My pockets still gettin' fatter
God damn and the last time
I looked in the mirror
I was starin' at a real one
And fuck makin' friends
Where the ends at? 'Cause all
My dogs need a million
I don't give a fuck about poppin'
No bottles in the club
I'm focused on the money
I ain't never goin' back the way I was
A lot of people asked why I drive
It here then it get missin'
Sorry to my fans, I'll be way more consistent
Haters get the middle finger
Lord be the witness, listen
Got a crib out west in the spot out in Cali
Waiting for me when I touch down
Fired my old jeweler, went and
Got a new jeweler
Made him already do the bust down
I thinks it's funny how they wanna be down
All of a sudden young nigga gettin' up now
Yeah, king of the city, nigga
King of the state
Turn beast when the sun down
I'm just really havin' fun now
Funny how that slick talk minimize
When ya boy 'round i just landed in the UK
In a suite with a pretty
Little freak sippin' D’Ussé
Murda, murda in the booth, ayy
I'm a killer on the beat
Increasin' the crime rate
I need a mill, not an entrée
I need a Jay, no Beyoncé
Smokin' like a choo train
Showin' niggas how to do things
Boys bitin' on the flow
I changed up like a mood ring
Young nigga with a new flame
Don't compare me to no mane
Top of the food chain, uh
Uh, I wake up every mornin', thank God
Then I gotta get to it
I never had a role model
Money was the only influence
While they was talkin' 'bout it in the city
I was really out doin' it
Hundred bands I was 19 and
The man, I knew it, okay
That's around the time I shine
Had these niggas all hatin'
Same time I was grindin
' same time I was patient
You was standin' with your
Hand out waitin', yeah, yeah
I'ma keep it real
How it feel? I don't give 2 fucks
Count another bag on the road
I could never get enough
They wanna hang when I'm on
Where they were when the shit got tough?
And what a nigga think about me?
I don't give 2 fucks
You don't pay my bills, you
Don't feed my kids
Your opinion don't matter
My pockets still gettin' fatter
God damn and the last time
I looked in the mirror
I was starin' at a real one
And fuck makin' friends
Where the ends at? 'Cause all
My dogs need a million
I don't give a fuck about poppin'
No bottles in the club
I'm focused on the money
I ain't never goin' back the way I was
A lot of people asked why I drive
It here then it get missin'
Sorry to my fans, I'll be way more consistent
Haters get the middle finger
Lord be the witness, listen
Got a crib out west in the spot out in Cali
Waiting for me when I touch down
Fired my old jeweler, went and
Got a new jeweler
Made him already do the bust down
I thinks it's funny how they wanna be down
All of a sudden young nigga gettin' up now
Yeah, king of the city, nigga
King of the state
Turn beast when the sun down
I'm just really havin' fun now
Funny how that slick talk minimize
When ya boy 'round i just landed in the UK
In a suite with a pretty
Little freak sippin' D’Ussé
Murda, murda in the booth, ayy
I'm a killer on the beat
Increasin' the crime rate
I need a mill, not an entrée
I need a Jay, no Beyoncé
Smokin' like a choo train
Showin' niggas how to do things
Boys bitin' on the flow
I changed up like a mood ring
Young nigga with a new flame
Don't compare me to no mane
Top of the food chain, uh