Screw Y’all

Album cover art for "Screw Y’all" by Styles P & Scram Jones

Styles P & Scram Jones - Rap, In English

Screw Y’all

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Duration: 4:26

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Styles P] Hatin' niggas thinkin' they airin' me (They thinkin') Motherfuckers is not scarin' me (Hell no) Nigga, you're not hearin' me Nigga, you never heard of me (Never) Won't be the first cocksucker that wanna murder me (Uh-uh) Whip engineered down in Germany Outside's green, but the inside's burgundy Life ain't promised, but nigga, death is a certainty Bubblin' and strugglin', yeah, like the purp with me And get faded, no haircut Elevator's broke, them niggas'll take the stairs up I'm real, you ain't, nigga, so don't compare us You the type of nigga I tears up (Bitch) Just like a tissue So killing you ain't no issue Get stripes and a whistle and you still ain't official [Chorus: Styles P] So screw y'all, I never knew y'all Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all Screw y'all, I never knew y'all Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all So screw y'all, I never knew y'all Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all Screw y'all, I never knew y'all Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all [Verse 2: Styles P] Dance with the devil, I bet you you'll pay the price Couple niggas die and a couple'll get life Couple niggas change when they get to see the light Couple get a second chance and do the same shit twice Doin' wrong shit, but I can do it right That's the life, you don't know what I could welcome you tonight Get a light, sit back, nigga, welcome to the flights Where the G's fly high These ride by and you try to bring 'em low Me, I'm gettin' Singa-dough out in Singapore You don't like that, nigga, middle finger though These niggas won't match, but I bet you they clingers though Yap to your face, but the battle swingin' low These first teeth next, you don't want beef yet Gettin' money, nigga, so I don't make cheap threats The trey pound is the big three and you ain't see the heat yet [Chorus: Styles P] So screw y'all, I never knew y'all Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all Screw y'all, I never knew y'all Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all So screw y'all, I never knew y'all Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all Screw y'all, I never knew y'all Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all [Verse 3: Scram Jones] They say half the world sick in the brain Takin' flicks of a man gettin' hit by a train No way, too many people that are rich'll complain While the homeless sing in the rain, livin' off change Other countries claim that heroes suicidal Over here strange, fake killers become idols Don't believe in God, still they'll swear on the Bible Keep the enemy close, now your best friend your rival Tryna be honest in a land full of crooks But they'll read you your rights then go hand you the book Mom cryin' up in court, but you can't even look Can't compare to the moms or the kids of Sandy Hook It was written and I wanna know who wrote it This the rat race, now we all nothin' but rollers Tryna find the snakes of the grass, I gotta smoke it Now lookin' for the drama, but still waitin' for my moment [Chorus: Styles P] So screw y'all, I never knew y'all Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all Screw y'all, I never knew y'all Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all So screw y'all, I never knew y'all Your clique be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all Screw y'all, I never knew y'all Y'all ribbon at the end of the race, I'm runnin' through y'all [Outro] Stop fooling with these folks who haven't been through anything You are not going to get a flow from people who have not been crushed The real flow of glory will always come from somebody who's been crushed There will be a flow from out of him like you have never seen before It's beyond anything you have ever seen before Somebody shout, let it flow

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Credits

Writers
  • Styles P
  • Scram Jones