F**k About Us (feat. Yhung T.O. & DaBoii)

RBE X SOB, that's the gang

Beat Boy taught me

And if I choose to ride

Thuggin' till the day I die

'Cause they don't give a fuck about us

And when the mamas cry

The morning of the homicide

They still won't give a fuck about us

And then they wonder why, why so many **** die

Ain't no hope, ain't no jobs, just more statistics on the rise

And then they wonder why, why so many **** die

Just more murders, more revenge, just more victims on the rise

You can look me in the eyes, the boy ain't never lied

Lord ain't never led me wrong, but the devil is a lie

And the devil told the truth but to the cops I told a lie

When it's just you, yourself and you, and me, myself, and I

I know Ima do my shit, it ain't no question 'bout it

When you grow up, that's all you know, it ain't no questions 'bout it

And then I went around the world, it made me wonder why

Why the grass a lot more greener on the other side?

But I ain't trippin', if it's pressure then it's on

I know some **** who ain't never made it home

They don't care whether we live, or if we don't

That's why I gotta tote this plastic and this chrome

And if I choose to ride

Thuggin' till the day I die

'Cause they don't give a fuck about us

And when the mamas cry

The morning of the homicide

They still won't give a fuck about us

And if I choose to ride

Thuggin' till the day I die

'Cause they don't give a fuck about us

And when the mamas cry

The morning of the homicide

They still won't give a fuck about us

I'm thuggin' til I die

I'm clutchin' when I ride

And you be loose lip, I ain't fuckin' wit yo kind

Keep my distance from the pigs, they just wanna give me time

Little shit matter the most, so pay attention to the signs

They be tryna spread the peace, ain't no hope in that

When you in that field by yourself, ain't no coaching that

Got problems with my brother, deal wit me, now we both in that

Keep this Glock on me for safety, it's a pole in that

Feds lookin' for me? Yeah, but I'm already knowin' that

They tell us that we equal, that's a lie, they ain't showin' that

Treat us like we dogs, tryna act like we don't notice that

Livin' up in Hell, it's so hard to gain my focus back

Don't give a fuck about us, so I'm slidin' til my folks is back

Feds can't keep a tab up on me ****, got 'em overlap

And I know some killers want me dead, so I'm over strapped

Yeah, I know the world'll never change, I got over that

Bitch

And if I choose to ride

Thuggin' till the day I die

'Cause they don't give a fuck about us

And when the mamas cry

The morning of the homicide

They still won't give a fuck about us

And if I choose to ride

Thuggin' till the day I die

'Cause they don't give a fuck about us

And when the mamas cry

The morning of the homicide

They still won't give a fuck about us