[Verse 1] They're praying on my downfall And they got the nerve to ask why I stay the f** from round y'all? God damn f** a feature, I don't waste a verse Say my name? motherf**er you better make one first Okay okay, please homie carry on Your punches have gotta reach like you're Larry Holmes Yeah, don't take that or this as a compliment Bar for bar lyrically, you're my opposite We don't believe the act homie call it off Type to fire blanks then act as if its a warning shot You the dude on the court who starts lying When they down by ten acting like you was never trying, huh? Keep it a hunnit, you a Benjamin bu*ton Old news that dies young, lemme know how you want it? huh? I see into their feminine traits So let 'em hate Middle finger to you sensitive drakes And f** ya feelings Yeah f** ya feelings Yeah, yeah f** ya feelings [Chorus] I don't give a f** 'bout you and ya feelings, you can keep 'em to ya self Cause I ain't one to show no sympathy You ain't sh** to me, better off closing your mouth [Verse 2] I ain't married to the game, just been in it a while So the bar gets raised like an illegitimate child Still with the syllable style to show I'm a level above ya Testicle s**er, crush ya molecular structure p**y Hit you with so many lefts, you'll be seeing white Then black out from all these equal rights I don't give a f** uh who want it now? Hope ya arm strong if ya moon walking now Or start playing it safe, don't be saying my name Cause you'll get left in the gutter if you don't stay in ya lane Ya feel me? You'd be nothing without the gimmick that ya fans imitate Feeling like Shawn Michaels, I'll kick Stan in the face Yeah Flowkingz baby Catching a body on a beats no thing baby You took a couple shots, feeling hard Don't make me cut your buzz short and 86 you from the bar [Chorus]