Cruel Intentions

Lyrics

[Intro] Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it [Chorus] I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doin' shit for a bitch again Been there, done that, fuck it, yeah, yeah I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all puttin' work in You wanna make money, man, that's so ironic Pass me the gun, I'm shootin' up Get out the way or you fucked You fake as hell and I had enough The reaper's here and I'm tired as fuck [Verse] You can't just think that I'm gon' take your shit We've been tied up, lied to Ain't even tryna hear no more of that shit Man, shut the hell up, had a long ass day You don't put no food in this bitch Always tryna fight at night, real shit, I ain't slept in a year Tryna stay cool but I always get mad then I end up here Shit, sometimes a nigga even end up in jail Fuckin' with you, I fell My Heaven on Earth is just hell But it's too late, the ships have sailed If it's time to die then farewell, see your asses in Hell [Chorus] I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doin' shit for a bitch again Been there, done that, fuck it, yeah, yeah I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all puttin' work in You wanna make money, man, that's so ironic Pass me the gun, I'm shootin' up Get out the way or you fucked You fake as hell and I had enough The reaper's here and I'm tired as fuck [Bridge] I know you don't care 'cause you lookin' right past me The voice inside me is tellin' me to run Would your life be better if your people never met me? Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb I know you don't care 'cause you lookin' right past me The voice inside me is tellin' me to run Would your life be better if your people never met me? Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb [Chorus] (I know you don't care 'cause you lookin' right past me) I'ma leave it like that 'cause I ain't doin' shit for a bitch again (The voice inside me is tellin' me to run) Been there, done that, fuck it, yeah, yeah (Would your life be better if your people never met me?) I'ma sit my ass back, ain't none of y'all puttin' work in (Hope there's no guns since you think that I'm dumb) Pass me the gun, I'm shootin' up Get out the way or you fucked You fake as hell and I had enough The reaper's here and I'm tired as fuck