f*ck The Industry lyrics

[Intro]
Rrr (Ayy, go), ayy, go (Go), ayy (Ayy)
I'm back (Real Murda Worth sh*t), I'm back (I'm back, sh*t I talk 'bout)
I'm better than ever, ayy (I'm back, b*tch, I'm back)
What he talkin' 'bout? (I'm back, go)

[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, go, and I don't f*ck with the industry (Ayy, f*ck with the industry)
They talkin' 'bout gettin' me (n*ggas can't take my semi)
Ayy (Ayy), they talkin' 'bout killin' me (You know how that's gon' be, b*tch)
Ayy (Ayy, you know how it's going where you got—)
But you gotta kill your jeweler (You gotta kill your jeweler)
Ayy (You got everybody with you)
n*ggas know how I'm coming ('Ight bet, we gon')
Ayy, go, ayy (Rrr-rrr-rrr), go, go (See how it feel when it get back to ya, alright?)

[Chorus]
You know I don't f*ck with the industry (b*tch)
It's only one of me, got me confused 'cause n*ggas keep talkin' 'bout gettin' me (Ayy)
b*tch n*gga, then kill your jeweler, I don't еven know why they talkin' 'bout killin' me (Go)
I'm playing chеss, not checkers 'cause yo' b*tch playin' blackjack, talkin' 'bout, "Hit me" (Go)
They talkin' 'bout gettin' me first, out the streets, these n*ggas been famous for centuries
Turn into Forrest Gump, he tried to run, but that bullets still hittin' 'em like something that bit me
If I tat' a n*gga on me, it's God, I don't even know 'bout that
Yeah, I was f*ckin' his b*tch with the rod, but I ain't even talk 'bout that (Go)
[Verse 1]
Head tap, they'll drop so fast, like damn, I ain't know they can drop like that (Go)
You could get in your bag, I'ma get on your ass for thinking you can talk like that (Go)
For thinkin' you playing with Top like that (Top)
I'ma f*ck on her jaw, break back (Her jaw, break back)
n*ggas funny like Allstate ad (Allstate ad)
n*ggas know I'ma ball like that (I'ma ball like that, b*tch, ayy)

[Bridge]
b*tch, ayy (Think I'ma ball like that)
Ayy, is you getting me? (Ball like that)
Ayy, ayy (Ball like that, n*gga)
Ayy, ayy (Think I'ma ball like that)
Is you getting me?

[Verse 2]
f*ck the industry (Go), I'm putting my money on enemies (Enemies)
He gon' die just for talkin' bout hittin' me (Hitting me)
We gon' load him with choppers and, "Doo-doo-doo-doo," with that semi (That semi)
n*gga, who you gon' shoot with that .50? (That .50)
Bet that b*tch get to jammin' and sh*t
When it jams take advantage of him (Ayy)
f*ck the peace, I ain't standing with them (Know I ain't standing—)
You gon' die for thinkin' it's sweet (Sweet)
For thinking that you can start running with 'em (Running with—)
I'ma ride, ride with the heat, I just be prayin' I run into them (I run into them)
Industry plant that n*gga, I got this sh*t out the mud (sh*t out the mud)
Why else you think that everything I make can make people relate and make us feel like best buds? (Go, b*tch)
You know I don't f*ck with the industry, too many wannabes talkin' bout splittin' me (Splittin' me)
You've never been in the streets, you playin' a role, you gotta be sh*ttin' me (sh*ttin' me, ayy)
b*tch (b*tch), you kidding me? (Kidding me, ayy)
[Chorus]
You know I don't f*ck with the industry (b*tch, ayy)
It's only one of me, got me confused 'cause n*ggas keep talkin' 'bout gettin' me (Ayy)
b*tch n*gga, then kill your jeweler, I don't even know why they talkin' 'bout killin' me (Go)
I'm playing chess, not checkers 'cause yo' b*tch playin' blackjack, talkin' 'bout, "Hit me" (Go)
They talkin' 'bout gettin' me first, out the streets, these n*ggas been famous for centuries
Turn into Forrest Gump, he tried to run, but that bullets still hittin' 'em like something that bit me
If I tat' a n*gga on me, it's God, I don't even know 'bout that
Yeah, I was f*ckin' his b*tch with the rod, but I ain't even talk 'bout that (Go)